08-10-2019, 10:12 AM
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Starkight blinked in slight surprise as Vandal seemed to metaphorically pitch what the houses were like to him, and he looked up at her for a moment before his eyes drifted to the huts behind her. He faintly heard her comment afterwards about it just being a place to hang out, but he was already gone, padding a bit into the main hut and glancing around with wide eyes. This place was far better than any tree he climbed up, or makeshift bed he created in the jungle that resided on their island home. After a moment of just gazing in open amazement, the Maine coon turned to look at Vandal and said softly, his dripping starry tail slowly flicking from side to side as he questioned, "Miss Vandal... could I have a hut here? I haven't chosen any place to stay, and I'd very much like to not be so lonely." He sounds incredibly calm as he says this, but that's because he feels no shame in admitting it. It's so incredibly lonely not remembering any of the people or family he might've had before he showed up to the Typhoon border. This hut represents a chance for him to be right next to the people he hopes to get to know and coexist with, and it makes him feel a profound sense of excitement.
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