CAN'T STOP ME NOW / o, joining

[COSMIIX]

✧*:･ﾟFALLING IN LOVE WITH A WOMAN LIKE YOU. HAPPENS SO QUICKLY, THERE'S NOTHING TO DO. IT'S ONLY NATURAL BUT WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE ME? —

With several different scents clinging onto his coat, the lupine trotted about without much of a care in the world. He wore his headphones listening to the music that had came with his cassette, he had made sure that said cassette player was pushed in properly so it didn't fall out of his metallic leg. He breathed and would listen to these songs passionately, his eyes were half closed as he continued to trot along before realizing that there was sand underneath his paws did he stop for a moment. He would slowly put the headphones down around his throat to look at the sand still being able to hear the song though more faintly "Huh, wonder where I am." His metallic claws would dig into the sand underneath him trying to grab a good pawful though he'd watch as said sand would slip through his robotic appendages talon-like claws. He hadn't seen a desert in forever and this peaked his curiosity as well as interest of the area, he moved forward with his ears angled forward taking a soft breath in. Several odors clung to Quill, some pleasant and others not so pleasant though he supposed that happened when he went around rummaging through the junk or getting wounded while stealing some valuables. He had a bit of those hiding under his bandana that had been given to him by Jackdaw. It wasn't much, of course, just some rings of gold, silver, and a few other items. A few jewels. Nothing too grand. Maybe he'd trade some of them for other stuff but he didn't know what he'd want. One day for sure.

The idiot hadn't realized that he had trudged over the border but once he did, he would stop though his attention diverted over in the direction of a pyramid. It reminded him of Egyptian culture though he wasn't very educated in it, his jaws parted a bit to let out a yawn. He would sit down only to lift up his arm, he proceeded to scratch underneath his bandana with a bit of a sleepy yet relaxed expression painted on his face. He used a metallic claw to lift up a single bud to his ear only to start humming a bit of the tune, the residents here would surely be displeased but he was only a short ways away from the marker itself.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #40315d; font-size: 12px;"]— QUILL H. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

#psychosocial.

[CHERRYWINE]

♕ //QU I L L SKFSDGH

Cherrywine hadn't been in the Pitt for long, but already she was adjusting to clanlife. She had never lived in one, but quite a few of her business partners back home had traveled from their homes way out in the middle of nowhere just to buy, so she'd kind of known what to expect. There would be a hierarchy and a certain set of rules, just like in the family, and they had their own territory, typically in the "wilderness", away from human cities like the one she had grown up in. It was pretty easy to understand that intruders weren't welcome and why, so when the fair molly had spotted Quill dangerously close to the border, she had been quick to act.

"Hey-" she spoke up, stepping over a small dune as she made her way in the male's direction. Though war-torn and regal in appearance, Cherrywine was... small. Not tiny, no, that was not the right word, for muscles rippled beneath her thick coat of cream fur, but definitely small. She stood shorter than the majority of other domestic cats of her breed, which was unfortunate luck when compared to her brother, who was well over a foot tall. Regardless of size, she was certainly intimidating, in her own sort of way, with that cold blue gaze and the dangerously sharp weapon that dangled at her shoulder. "You're wandering dangerously close to Pitt territory, sweetheart. Care to tell me your name and your business here?" That sounded good, right? That was pretty much a variation of all the other greetings she'd heard from her clanmates, so she'd go with that.

"speech"

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[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]The male was busy, doing odd jobs that he was sent around the camp to do. They were mundane tasks such as cleaning up one place or another or carry this or that. But it was tiring all the same and mentally exhausting yet the slave often put himself on auto pilot for when there was a lot to do and his body tried to make him stop. Some might say that was the reason he was so skinny, that he didn't get the chance to eat. But that would be far from the truth and the male was moving some rubbish out of the way when he heard the sound of voices lifting up into the air. Turning his head to the side the slave would slightly lift up one of his long ears in an attempt to listen for a moment before he started forward across the way to go and investigate. Pink marble colored eyes narrowed a bit on the ground as he went, shoulder sagging from the tiredness that was finally starting to settle in now that he was paying attention to what was going on. Sleep would be good right now but he hadn't slept in...how many days? Shaking his head he paused for a moment as he came upon the scene of the two creatures.

One a pitt member and he vaguely caught her name while there was a stranger who had walked on to their lands. Worry pulled at his mind but he couldn't do anything about it but keep his head bowed as he sat down a bit away from the both of them. The canine could be spoiled food for him...but the idea alone he refuted simply because he was in no position to be thinking about it no matter how hungry he was. He was possibly going to be a member here and he couldn't even think of something like that in the first place. Shifting his paws he scrapped the ground with trimmed claws before he took in a light breath and focused on something else he had noticed. The metal legs. It wasn't something he saw everyday and the mere fact that another canine had them was strange and he wanted to ask but it wasn't his place so he decided to say something else, something more indirect. "Welcome to the Pitt...."

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J A I N U S

"THE LINE BETWEEN LIGHT AND DARK IS SO VERY THIN"

well, even if cherrywine felt small at least she had a plethora of larger clanmates if she felt the need to call upon faux bodyguards - as it was, coming up alongside Valkyr, the slave in the blind spot of the scarred lion but Jainus wasn't worried, the dark lion offered a narrow eyed gaze at the stranger, the robotic appendages reminded him of his father and grandfather, but he pushed those thoughts aside - he didn't care for it.

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[rushy]

[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: verdana;"]Joiners weren't out of the ordinary these days. It seemed like The Pitt was full of new faces, filtering in and out in the same way that the tides went in and out with the cycle of the moon. Whether they came here on their own accord or they were dragged here by some warmonger, he could never tell until he asked them. Or maybe Gabriel was just bad at remembering names... Or appearances... His excuse was that he was half-blind, though, which seemed to work most of the time.

It seemed that this time someone had come here on their own reason. Or rather, he'd simply mindlessly wandered onto their territory. If Gabriel hadn't known his own group better, he might be concerned for the lupine; but it seemed like his clanmates weren't keen on murdering the poor, clueless wanderer. As the serval approached the slowly growing group of Pittians, he snorted at Cherrywine. "Do you always talk like that?" Gabriel questioned, adding a snort onto the end "It's off-putting." And with that, he swung his gaze to face Quill instead, crinkling his heavily scarred maw as he tried to get a good look at him

This should be good.

/ic opinions im so sorry hes such a shitlord

[COSMIIX]

[rushy]

[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: verdana;"]Gabriel snapped his one-eyed gaze back to Quill as soon as he spoke, hoping he wouldn't catch retribution in the middle of introducing himself to a stranger. Though as the resident arrogant headass, a begrudgingly amused look did pass over the serval's scarred up face. He half wondered if the lupine really had fought a bear, or if that was just a coverstory for something much less interesting.

Ah, well, that was another story for another time. It was now Gabriel's time to force his way into the metaphorical spotlight. Quill had asked for names for them after all. "I'm Gabriel Harbringer," the serval stated plainly, though there was some air to his voice as if he expected someone to make a positive comment in the long pause before he continued "Pleasure to meet you."

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[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]Confusion flickered across his vision for a moment. Why was he so boastful about fighting a bear that ripped his legs off? Granted it sounded like a cool story and he had met a bear once, they were massive creatures and a couple feet bigger than himself when they stood on their hindlegs to intimidate. He never wanted to be on the wrong side of them that was for sure. If he was then he was sure he wouldn't survive it and frankly he was still questioning how this one managed to survive such an encounter. Wouldn't he have bled out and more importantly how did he walk back home and get new legs when he lost both of is front ones? A frown pulled at black lips, expression pulled taunt at his own thoughts before he turned his head the other way and was asked to introduce himself. He could do that and he looked at his paws a little bit before he spoke after Gabriel. "My name is Valkyri. I'm a slave here..."

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J A I N U S

"THE LINE BETWEEN LIGHT AND DARK IS SO VERY THIN"

"Jainus" was his own contribution, short and succinct busy as he was still eying the stranger with something akin to maybe suspicion but he was a joiner and well in truth - Jainus didn't much care either way if the band of slavers gained another member or a new slave - this would be just another soldier in the endless line for when they inevitably pissed someone off and needed bodies to throw at them.

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