cold as ice || open || the stars above

[RHINESTONE.]

RHINESTONESTAR ❝ RHINE ❞ LEGATE
"TALKING" || "TELEPATHY"

Truth be told, Rhinestone had never really been much of a wanderer, all things considered. The furthest he had ever strayed from the Palm Glades was into Typhoon territory, and even that had only been for raids. Outside of that, the legate very much preferred to stay at home, not enjoying the feeling of being in unfamiliar territory. It had been awful when he had died, forced into a new body and in lands that he had no idea how to traverse. To make things all the more terrible, the serval's new form had only barely functioning eyes, making it even harder for him to eventually stumble back into Palm's territory. In spite of this, he had made it back, and he had no intention of leaving again for any extended period of time. He wasn't even sure that he was going to go and hand out his own invitations for the event that the Glades would hopefully be hosting once everything settled once again. If no one else volunteered, then he would, obviously, but if he didn't need to go anywhere, he preferred to stay home, in the place where he had been born, and would probably end up dying.

Sherbet was certainly an interesting new addition to that home, but Rhinestone found himself glad that the other was around. He enjoyed the male's mellow presence, and even though the other's very existence sort of confused him, Rhine was far too polite to question about it too much. Upon initially seeing Sherbet and Drifting talking on the beach, the feline had temporarily hesitated, unsure if he wanted to interrupt their conversation. However, after seeing how relaxed they both seemed to be, he took a deep breath inwards and moved over, waving his short tail in greeting, "Hello there, you two." The ice cold male's question about constellations caused Rhinestone's ears to perk up, and he chuckled casually before speaking, "Constellations? You're definitely right in asking Drifting about them. I never learned anything about the constellations until very recently. I was always taught that they were cats up there in the sky..." Rhine allowed his gaze to drift upwards, frowning slightly as he inspected the cluttered sky. It was slightly hard to let go of his old belief in Starclan, but it was also even harder to think that the flashes of light above represented felines long passed.

tags + roleplayed by stilly + the palm glades