walking through leaves | re.introduction

[salem]

[div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 1.4;"]SALEM | Idly, the dark gaze blinks, shifting towards the sudden movement of paws gesturing in hello.  Quickly, they traced the lines in the sand, reading as the other feline wrote.  The name Hushsound seemed terribly fitting in the second he realized the other must prefer or require this method of communication.  His dark tail ghosted over his paws, resting like a shadowy blanket over them.

"My name's-" A familiar, sightless pair of eyes stared back at him, quiet voice interrupting his thoughts briefly.  The fae supplying his name without a beat.  His lips quirked unseen, an amused smile.  He inclined his head in return, before realizing she would not see the gesture.  Well.  "Salem, yes.  It's nice to meet the two of you."

Returning his mind to the questions at hand, he shook his head.  "Actually, I was not fully aware of the holiday until recently," he explained, his shoulders rolling back in a loose mannered shrug.  Since his extremely early days, the boy adorned the pumpkin on his head, listening repetitively to the curiosities it provided.  He found pirates either extremely accepting or extremely curious creatures.  Many possessed both qualities as a matter of fact, to various degrees.

"... I must fit the theme."
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