dancer eyes / joiner

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felicity!![div style="opacity: 70%;"]@felicifire

Needless to say, this place Felicity had found herself in was ... extremely strange. Not the strangest she'd ever seen -- you can't do as much adventuring as Felicity had without seeing some weird shit. But she lived with these people now. Whatever questions she had about people would haunt Felicity till she died.
Unlike her brother, Felicity has met many other servals. It was inevitable. The resemblance was ... a tiny bit jarring at first sight. The strange, gold hue, the strangely colored markings -- a taste of nostalgia that need not be entertained. Purple nose, purple eyes. Glowing.
A lot bigger than the two of them had been, at that age. Felicity drapes herself against Videogames, pressing her weight into her brother's side as she yawns, a mouth of sharp teeth. She hadn't arrived that long ago herself -- her first showing in public.
"Welcome!" She says finally, mismatched eyes fixating on the smaller with a sweep of her tail. Slings a paw around Felix and taps it against his side rhythmically, fidgeting. He hardly reacts -- hardly the slightest twitch. "I'm Felicity! Hope ya like it here, and all that," Wow, none of them really had anything interesting to add, did they? Hardly fun. Granted, Felicity'd never really seen any newcomers during her brief stint in the reforming Vale, so she wasn't entirely sure how this worked. Was really just following everyone else's lead.
Still. Boring.