some nights I hold faith in old rituals ◈ joiner

[ARVID R.]

With the destruction of the mudslide having been essentially entirely cleaned up, Arvid found himself exploring the territory a bit more than before. In the early days of his joining, he had stuck mostly to the areas near their temporary camps, not wanting to get himself buried if there was some kind of aftershock or extra fallout. Now he felt fairly confident as he made his way out of the main camp, however, stretching his legs and searching for... well, anything, really. Anything that could pique his interest, or perhaps even something that he could bring back to his new home. It was looking pretty barren at the moment, and while the dire wolf didn't care about having that much stuff, he hated feeling so small within his home. Furniture and other additions would surely fix that problem, and since he didn't want to mooch off of others even more, he had decided to go searching.

That was how he had eventually come across Noémie and Saturn, blinking and pausing as he was assaulted with both a familiar scent and an unfamiliar one. After a moment of hesitation, Arvid made his way over to Saturn's side, pressing lightly against the other in greeting before he looked Noémie over. He had never encountered a borzoi before, so the other's appearance was pretty unique to him – although most of it was covered by the cloak that the other wore. Hearing what Saturn had said, the pup added on quietly, his ears twitching down momentarily before he spoke, "It's the Coalition of the Condemned's border, just so you know. So I'd recommend that you turn tail and run if you're looking to cause any trouble." Arvid himself wasn't exactly much of a threat, considering he wasn't much of a fighter, but the rest of the group certainly was. And he doubted it would be long before those other members arrived, drawn over by the presence of a newcomer.

i wanna be the sand inside that hourglass