10-10-2020, 10:56 PM
Omnicron
The Epicyon turned his purple eyes to the apprentice pup, a smile gracing his lips. Palmclan, eh? An interesting name. "Nice name, Quasar. My name's Omnicron. I was just hoping to get some information on this group, how it works, who's within it, the leadership, all that boring stuff." He waved his tail in a dismissive gesture. He really didn't care about how the leadership worked, but it might tie into if he wanted to join.
Turning his gaze to the winged jaguar, he offered his own smile in response. Good, there were more people to greet him than at Elysium. A good weight for the inevitable weigh-in. "Hello, Nine. So this group has 'warriors'? That's interesting." He flicked his ears, looking at the two with warm eyes. So far, they were welcoming. Good, thank god.
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗