walking through leaves | re.introduction

[hushsound.]

Halloween hadn't exactly been a thing back in Hyrule. There hadnt been any sort of equivalent for it either, so when other members of the group began to ask him what he was going to do for the holiday, he had just kind of stared and shaken his head before quickly moving off, too startled by the strange question and already anxious about speaking to others. Why were they talking to him about things like pumpkins and costumes? Did he have some sort of aura about him that made him ask strange questions that made no sense? After multiple times of having the same confusing conversation, Hush had finally gone searching for some books on the subject of this strange "Halloween" thing, and was immediately filled with a sense of embarrassment when he realized what it was. It seemed as though people weren't actually making fun of him, they were actually trying to bring him into the fun. Most of the time, in his travels, people had spent most of their time pulling practical jokes on him, since he was mute and not prone to defend himself, at least not with words. And he also wasn't one to just go off randomly cutting people up with his sword just for joking at his expense. So, to now have people around him who just wanted to actually involve him in the fun? It was odd to him, really.

Now, when he walked around camp and saw others preparing for the holiday known as Halloween, he actually felt a faint smile pull at his muzzle. It gave everything such a feeling of togetherness, and it felt like they were all waiting for some big event – well, for some big event besides the rapidly approaching battle against the Pitt, at least. Hushsound had been out for one of these walks through their sandy Halloween camp, when he eventually came to the tavern, a rough and tumble loud place that he usually avoided, since it kind of scares him. However, now there was something – someone, rather – who caught his attention, and made him stray closer to the tavern than usual. He had never seen Salem around before, since he was sure he would've remembered seeing a cat with a pumpkin on his head, so he figured he might as well introduce himself, and perhaps figure out if Salem was celebrating the October, or if he was just... always like this. Wandering over, the fluffy golden feline hesitated for a moment before waving at Salem to get his attention, before carving his greeting into the ground, "HELLO THERE, MY NAME IS HUSHSOUND, WHAT'S YOURS...? ARE YOU CELEBRATING HALLOWEEN?"

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