feeling it still — o, joining

[dreamiplier]

♛ [ ooc ] sorry this is so shitty i'm not really paying attention honestly oops

cigarettepaw didn't know why in god's name he was here. this place was a complete shithole in his opinion. disgusting. his pelt was covered in muck and yuck and a ton of other bullshit he would've rather his well-kept pelt not had on it. the golden tiger had taken off his jean jacket in fear of getting that dirty, and it was now tied around his neck like a cape.

making his way to the border, the boy huffed softly, slight anger etched in his beautiful features. "hey, you fu- guys need to clean this shithole up, it's a fuckin' mess. but i'm looking to join. the name's cigarettepaw." he would've gone further but there was no need. they didn't need to know about the shit he had gone through to get here.

[IVAN Z. BRAGINSKY]

Zima was watching his step more carefully at least- his paw still hurt from the other day.
The polar looked way worse than the tiger, and if he knew half of what the kid was talking about, he probably would have commented on it.
The bear was underweight. His fur was thick with mud and dirt, now flecked with green from the algae in the swamp waters. He smelled rancid and he had bugs lingering about him. He didn’t really like it here- it was humid and the flies kept biting his ears.

He let out a gruff at the stranger, and stepped closer. Zimavich made a few grumbles as the distance closed between the boy and the dirty bear. He looked down at the tiger, prodding forward with his nose as he attempted to get a good idea of what this male was all about. Of course, he might unintentionally get gunk on the kid.
Manners were long since lost to him.

“Ciga....” That part was supposed to be.... something important, he remembered that much. He snorted, his good eye focusing on the tiger and turning his head to get a better look at him. He sat up, giving the kid a little space as he looked him over.

He didn’t look that friendly. Zimavich wondered what he was supposed to do now.

[COSMIIX]

[glow=GLOWCOLOR,2,300]▶ AMUNET - TAGS - TANGLEWOOD - ROGUE - FEMALE PRONOUNS - JAGUAR ◀[/glow]

Another golden tiger? Interesting.

She would make her way over noticing that Zimavich was getting too close for his own liking and the guy was already complaining about the place being a mess which she heavily agreed on since well, she didn't necessarily like trudging through mucky waters with possible mutated alligators. She would hurriedly make her way over aiming to judge Zimavich back so he gave this new joiner some well deserved space even if that meant she would get her own clean form a bit dirty, she didn't mind "Here, give him a bit of room, darling." She said in a gentle, maternal tone to the polar bear before turning her mismatched gaze towards the golden tiger with a smile lacing her beautiful facial features "It'll be a while to clean this joint up. Anyways, I am Amunet Ghana and this is Tanglewood. If you are staying then you'll have to get used to the people and place itself. Welcome," She nodded slowly to the tiger sure that some other clanmates would soon arrive to greet the newest member of their clan.

"speech"