doctors can't explain [o; joining]

[michael t.]

Well, it seemed as though this new chick was just someone looking for somewhere to stay. That was a relief to Michael, who allowed himself a soft sigh as he watched the interaction between Gamelia and Mallory. It was a nice change of pace from things when he had first gotten here, dealing with threats like direwolves, and then later showing up to the border only to find a Pittian returning Roxie's kid. Hopefully Mallory wouldn't be anywhere near as much trouble. Or, if she was, hopefully she'd funnel that trouble to higher ups like Goldie, and not turn his life upside down with it. He was pulled from these thoughts when Mallory glanced in his direction, and the bobcat blinked in surprise before speaking, "Shit, right. Nice to meet you, Mallory. My name's Michael De Santa." He was still using his cover name when it came to joiners, just in case one day it finally happened that somebody recognized him as a wanted thief – he really hoped that day never came. When the canine then asked about food, Michael chuckled before responding, "I don't have anythin' on me, but we've got a tavern with food, and a prey stockpile, if you wanna try raiding that."

[glow=#75603C,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]