the doctor's say i'm no good | open + joining

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify][font=georgia]It had taken the serval way too bloody long to get to where she was now. If it wasn't for Alex then she was pretty sure she would've been here about a day or two earlier. God, that guy had serious commitment issues; not the kind where one found it hard to commit to a relationship either. Nope, it was worst than that. Instead he had issues with letting go and yeah, Tammie certainly classed that as having commitment issues. It was just that his issues were the complete opposite of the issues people generally referred to when they talked about commitment issues. Thus here she was, standing atop of the staircase a day or two later than she had planned. Not that it really mattered that she had planned to get there either because if Alex had had commitment issues then she had time management issues. Being early or even on time was certainly not something very commonly associated with the feline. In fact most people would think it a joke if you did so much as put those words in the same sentence.

Standing atop the stairs, the golden and black spotted feline glanced around with eyes the colour of sickeningly sweet honey. There was a look of interest showing in the fem's somewhat striking charcoal rimmed eyes as she surveyed her surroundings. Floating islands were strange of course, but not quite strange enough to be "freaky" or anything. There were too many strange things in the world these days for one to be freaked by a clan living atop some floating islands. A slight but not unfriendly smirk appeared on her maw as she decided to introduce herself. She wasn't planning on doing the whole meet and greet thing so she would definitely have to make sure she got her name out there now.

"Tammie - here to join."

//kinda crappy post but oh well <3

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify][font=georgia]// hII! (:
also just gonna warn you that this post is long, i actually kinda had muse

The serval girl had stood with her golden eyes surveying the islands, one of which she now stood on. It was no secret that despite being horrible at time management herself, Tammie was quite impatient. Not to the point that she was likely to be snarky or rude, but just ti the point that the look on her face would portray her irritability. Alas the sounds of paws on the marble steps behind her indicated that she wouldn't be waiting long at all. Craning her head around to get a glance at whoever was coming up the stairs behind her, the feline was greeted with the sight of a creature much smaller than her. A kitten to be exact. The young thing had seemed tense but instantly upon setting eyes upon Tammie had relaxed a little and had moved to stand before her, asking of her name and business.

Really? Hadn't she just said her name and said that she was joining? The fem had cocked one eyebrow at the kitten in a questioning manner and went to repeat her words when someone else jumped in. The "someone" was a male, brown fur and tall for a domestic tomcat. He seemed to walk with long and deliberate strides which Tammie just saw as showing off, but judging by the way the guy chimed in to say that she already had said her name a business it appeared that he was showing off. Not that he had much to show off - it wasn't like he was even that hot or anything. Ugh, cocky boys these days. Anyhow, the boy seemed to be looking her as if trying to read into her or something. Honestly, Tammie wanted to laugh at the bloke. There was no "reading" to be done with her - if she didn't want them to know something then they wouldn't. After all, she was awfully good at hiding things. Shooting him a smirk the feline let her honey gaze also flicker down to the child, giving a flick of an ear in greeting as the kid let out an embarrassed sounding welcome. "Thanks," the tan coloured serval countered, eyes flickering over the two before another voice caught her attention.

Arty, hey? Tammie's honey eyes ghosted over alabaster feline before her. The name wasn't particularly feminine or anything, but then again some could argue that Tammie wasn't an overly feminine name either. Not that names mattered, unless you were somewhat judgmental just like Tammie! As the domestic offered forth a multitude of names the feline wondered if giving her a hundred and one names was really necessarily. After all, there was no way in hell that Tammie was going to call the chick Artemis Amalia Theresia Quirinia Henriette Lucretia Ignatia Lightwood-Xerxes. Get stuffed! Tammie didn't mention her opinion on the girl's name but instead flashed the younger fem a dazzling smile. "Arty it is, then." People with such names bored the feline to death - what kind of mother gave their child like ten thousand names anyway? What a horrific idea... If Tammie's own mother had named her something so atrocious then she probably would have killed her. Had she killed her mother? Probably. Who really knew? Definitely not Tammie.

The next thing to catch Tammie's attention was someone chuckling. Yep, chuckling. Her yellow eyes left Arty and instead they moved to a larger and somewhat robotic looking male. He said a soft hello as he sat down and Tammie felt her eyes ghosting over the male, almost as if she was curious, which she was. Tammie was quite curious actually. He had laughed - whether at her or the others she did not know - and yet he didn't do much else rather than say hello. Quite different to the three who had come before him who all seemed rather predictable. Oh well, she'd figure him out later. Offering a small smirk his way instead of the smile she'd given Arty, the serval gave him a small nod of her head in greeting before her attention was called elsewhere. Again.

It was yet another domestic cat that came to greet her this time and Tammie was coming to assume that the main population of BlizzardClan was made up of the creatures. Oh well, being taller than others had never phased her before and she doubted it would phase her now. Being tall was great fun actually, she quite enjoyed being able to look down on people when the time called for it. Not that she was awfully tall - she certainly wasn't as tall as that lion robot guy. Anyhow, the girl before her seemed to be a little younger than her and had eyes which were warm and welcoming. Not quite Tammie's type to be honest. When it came to friends she preferred the bolder sort - the type of person that could take her * and throw their own right back at her. Truth be told Tammie could be quite the * and it took quite a loud and bold personality to put up with or befriend the serval. Were there any of those here? God, who even knew... Anyhow, to Toriel the serval shot a bright smile. Toriel was shorter than Littletalks and so she'd be calling her that. "Thanks, Toriel." Tammie meowed in response, giving a small nod of her head as she spoke.

Well, apparently she wasn't the only serval around the place. The next person that Tammie's amber eyes fell upon was another serval - a girl at that! Damn, this place seemed to be full of girls. For the flirty sort this would be upsetting, but the thing about Tammie was that she was bisexual and didn't give a flying * who she ended up spending a night here or there with gender wise. Well, Tammie certainly hadn't failed to take note that the Toriel girl who had shown up just before Tama was quite cute. But she seemed much too plain to be Tammie's type - as did the girl before her. Still, Tammie offered up a smile as she spoke. "Thank you," the golden and black spotted girl found herself meowing in response to the fellow servaline, amber eyes moving over the girl as she spoke.

Then it came to the last of those to show up. This time it was a gray and white furred canine, a wolf who seemed to be somewhat younger than Tammie herself. The self-proclaimed Lucina seemed to be the sort of simple person that Tama was in the sense that they didn't show much personality wise. The others had been a little more... readable. Or maybe it was just that Tammie was already getting sick of the whole introductions and welcomes thing that she just wasn't paying as much attention; either or. Still, the fem managed a smile in the canine's direction. "The pleasure's mine." She added as her honey eyes regarded the girl, masking her boredom quite well if she may say so herself.

Finally, her gaze shifted back to those who hadn't offered their names. "Mind if I grab your names?" Tammie queried, smirk sliding back onto her maw to replace the previously dazzling smile.