BOTH FACE AND MIND ☆ joining

[hushsound.]

The first to approach after Idyll was a large tigress, and Hush felt himself tense up a bit involuntarily. He couldn't really help it – he was used to larger animals representing danger and death, and he found that even though Goldie approached with seemingly nothing but the intent to welcome him, he couldn't help but glance back at his sword. When she used sign language, however, he found himself blinking in surprise, unable to keep the small smile from curling on his face. He didn't often encounter anyone else who knew how to sign, especially with their limited limb movement, but it seemed as though he was in luck this time. He nodded enthusiastically when Goldie signed her question to him, scrubbing out his message in the sand and slowly signing back, his sign language a bit rusty since it went so often unused, "I... I would very much like to join. I have heard that this place was a good place to go if were strong and ready to fight without being some....evil bastard." He hesitated a bit at the end, not exactly sure how to sign "evil bastard" and eventually just messily signing the letters. He then signed, smiling crookedly at the leader of the Typhoon as his tail flicked back and forth, "What's your name miss?" He honestly sort of felt like he knew her somehow, but he just wrote it off as one of his little weird tics or feelings that he couldn't explain.

Then another new person arrived, seemingly confused by his lack of any sort of audible expression. The domestic feline looked at Keona, and began to carve words into the sand, until he noticed... something was off. Keona wasn't looking directly at his face. In fact, it seemed as though her gaze was staring steadily onward, seemingly without actually taking anything in front of her in. It seemed as though Keona's ears were doing most of the analyzing of what was going on around her, and that wasn't exactly great for the mute male that had just arrived to The Typhoon. The hero of the wild looked down in thought for a moment before turning to Goldie and signing sheepishly, feeling ridiculous for not the first time that he couldn't speak without becoming anxious and immediately clamming back up, "Could you please tell her that it is nice to meet her? And that my name is Hushsound? I don't... I don't..." He hesitated in his signing, looking down and fidgeting his paws before placing them back down on the ground. He didn't really know how to explain why he wouldn't speak, but he didn't think he could do it in frantic sloppy signage.

[glow=black,2,300]LOVE IS NOT A VICTORY MARCH[/glow]