04-25-2021, 01:39 AM
Well, this was a real pickle, wasn't it? Noemie didn't exactly seem inclined to speak up to either of them, and Saturn was unable to look at whatever they were drawing. So, it seemed as though Arvid would have to play the middleman, much to his own chagrin. Not that he disliked Noemie already – the other didn't seem to be a threat, which was an obvious plus – but he was just a little bit awkward socially. Or well... a lot awkward, really. He thrived in certain situations, but in other ones? He felt like a useless bag of rocks just sitting within the Coalition's territory, more than likely blathering on about some kind of science concept. This time, though, he was determined to make sure things were communicated. Besides, if he didn't... well, what exactly were they supposed to do then? Just sit around until somebody else who could see arrived to interpret things better than he could? That would be even worse and more awkward than just handling things himself, at least in his own opinion. Aphra was technically around, and she could see, but... well, she was a bitch. She'd probably end up just driving the other away. Best to handle things now, instead.
Glancing down at what the other had drawn, it took the dire wolf a moment before he was able to put things together. Not because he didn't understand the concepts being communicated. Mainly, he was just trying to figure out what the hell the rudimentary drawing actually was. After a moment, though, his gaze filled with realization, and he let out a soft ah. Turning towards Saturn, Arvid muttered as his tail flicked back and forth, "Looks like they're here looking for shelter – to join. Seems good to me, no?" He then turned his attention back to Noemie themselves, a soft chuckle leaving him. He introduced himself quietly, still seeming amused, "Ah... don't mind my threats from earlier. Just gotta make sure people know they can't just mess with us and get away with it, you know? Then we'd have all sorts of randos showing up on the border." As things stood, that kind of still happened, but at least said "randos" were newcomers looking to join, rather than wanderers ignoring a weak group nearby.
The boy then added on softly, gesturing with his brighter yellow paw back towards the rest of the territory, "You should be good to join, I think. I mean, Sojourn has the final say, though. She's our kingpin – the leader. Still, you should be good as long as you hang around and help out, and you're also loyal. No funny business or you'll probably end up with your throat slit." Well, there really wasn't actually a probably there. Sojourn was erratic enough and obsessed with loyalty enough that the pup had no doubt she would slit the throat of any disloyal members. Not that he particularly cared about that, mind you. After all, if they were disloyal, they were probably planning on hurting other wanderers anyways.
Glancing down at what the other had drawn, it took the dire wolf a moment before he was able to put things together. Not because he didn't understand the concepts being communicated. Mainly, he was just trying to figure out what the hell the rudimentary drawing actually was. After a moment, though, his gaze filled with realization, and he let out a soft ah. Turning towards Saturn, Arvid muttered as his tail flicked back and forth, "Looks like they're here looking for shelter – to join. Seems good to me, no?" He then turned his attention back to Noemie themselves, a soft chuckle leaving him. He introduced himself quietly, still seeming amused, "Ah... don't mind my threats from earlier. Just gotta make sure people know they can't just mess with us and get away with it, you know? Then we'd have all sorts of randos showing up on the border." As things stood, that kind of still happened, but at least said "randos" were newcomers looking to join, rather than wanderers ignoring a weak group nearby.
The boy then added on softly, gesturing with his brighter yellow paw back towards the rest of the territory, "You should be good to join, I think. I mean, Sojourn has the final say, though. She's our kingpin – the leader. Still, you should be good as long as you hang around and help out, and you're also loyal. No funny business or you'll probably end up with your throat slit." Well, there really wasn't actually a probably there. Sojourn was erratic enough and obsessed with loyalty enough that the pup had no doubt she would slit the throat of any disloyal members. Not that he particularly cared about that, mind you. After all, if they were disloyal, they were probably planning on hurting other wanderers anyways.
i wanna be the sand inside that hourglass
and visions, ambitions to be the best
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