TRUTH HURTS ☆ exploring

[hushsound.]

Hush felt immediately thankful when a other person arrived on the scene where he was sitting and writing, still not entirely sure if he was about to be attacked and eaten by a large dinosaur. Kian approached so quietly that Hushsound – still distracted by the appearance of Tanteri in front of him – actually jumped when the male spoke, the golden furred feline snapping his head towards the rusty spotted cat and just blinking for a moment before smiling gratefully. Oh thank goodness, it seemed as though someone could understand him and his writings, at least for the moment. It was someone that he hadn't exactly met before, but the male seemed keen on assisting, since he began to speak about the very subject Hush had been wondering about: where he should stay. When Kian began to speak about divisions and things such as that, Hushsound immediately found himself both confused and curious. He hadn't been aware that the Typhoon had divisions, since he had been so busy just getting used to the place and trying to make friends, as well as training for the apparently approaching battle. Still, the thought of having unique divisions intrigued him, and he immediately felt more questions swirling around in his head before Kian was even done speaking. The young feline had already been starting to write in the sand again when he realized that Kian was still speaking, and was introducing himself. Oh, Hush had been so rude, not introducing himself to Tanteri or Kian.

Feeling a bit of a blush of embarassment coming up beneath his thick golden fur, the hero of the wild scrubbed out his old writings and carefully scribbled out a greeting, not wanting to seem ungrateful for the male's help – especially if he was going to be asking for more help, "IT'S NICE TO MEET YOU, KIAN. MY NAME IS HUSHSOUND, I JOINED A FEW DAYS AGO. CAN YOU ALSO TELL HIM THAT?" He gestured his head in the direction of Tanteri as he wrote that out, hoping that Kian would be able to communicate his words, since the feline had his doubts about whether or not the dinosaur was able to read. Once he knew that Kian had been able to read his previous one, the feline began to write out another message, feeling a bit sheepish about asking yet more questions of the other, but he couldn't help it. He wasn't sure what division or place to choose if he didn't know what the differences were between them, "COULD YOU TELL ME WHAT THE DIVISIONS ARE LIKE? I WOULDN'T MIND BEING A PART OF ONE, IF I WAS ABLE." He had many different skills that he could contribute to one of the divisions, but he also wasn't entirely sure if they would want him. After all, he was an odd mute little cat, would anybody really want him in their corner?

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