stars above || sherbet: open || burning ice

[SHERBET]

Sherbet lazily swished his tail closer to him and patted the sand next to him for the other two, "I am Sherbet, the cold cat." He had an amused gleam in his green eyes, "I am made out of ice cream, I don't know why, but I am." The rainbow sherbet tabby returned his gaze to the stars, tracing them with his eyes, "It's nice to meet some others in the group, I tend to stay away due to being a bit scared of others saying I'm too cold to be around, or I am too strange." It was odd to admit that, but it was true. He only knew a single pawful of animals, and two of them are gone. Sherbet swallowed down a whimper, as he craned his neck to look at the two again a small smile on his muzzle despite his grief, "I can try my hardest to answer any questions about myself if you two are curious. I don't keep anything about myself secret really."