THE FINAL FRONTIER ☆ helping

[hushsound.]

Hush had been resting comfortably against the ground for a while, his eyes nearly closed, when footsteps began to approach him, reaching his ears and making him shift a bit. For a moment he contemplated just continuing to rest, not acknowledging the presence of the others at all, but then a loud quack disturbed him from his rest, making him jump. His eyes snapped open, focusing at first on Inkquill, before his gaze then moved up to Darksouls, as well as Eirny. He felt his eyes grow extremely wide at the two, having never seen the gigantic bird or the reindeer before. Perhaps he had seen them around before briefly, but never so up close, and he certainly hadn't met them yet. He just sort of stared for a long moment, before realizing that he was being rude by just staring. Very slowly, the feline pushed himself into a sitting up position, his body swaying from side to side in exhaustion. He let himself stable out before reaching a paw forward to claw into the ground in front of him, feeling a bit awkward that he couldn't introduce himself to either of them with his words, "UH... HELLO THERE, YOU TWO. SORRY YOU HAD TO SEE ME IN SUCH A STATE, I'M JUST A BIT TIRED FROM HELPING TO MOVE THIS HAY. I DON'T BELIEVE THAT WE'VE EVER MET BEFORE... EITHER OF YOU. MY NAME IS HUSHSOUND, WHAT ARE YOURS?" He was still swaying on the spot, and didn't look much like he was in the mood for introductions and all of that, but he didn't want to be rude. Perhaps he was sacrificing his own comfort at the moment, but he didn't mind that much. After all, new clanmates to hang out with! Or rather, old clanmates to hang out with.

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