i said, // o, joining // don't be afraid

tyler had been lonely for quite a while now, and honestly, he did feel lonely. being alone probably wasn't the best for him, and all he wanted to do now is join something, to be a part of something that would make him actually feel like he had a purpose. so now he sat, eyes wide and ears flicking, at the edge of the windclan border, nervously awaiting for someone to greet him. maybe they would be nice and they would let him join . . . he wasn't exactly the most scary looking cat, so hopefully they won't treat him as an intruder. unless of course blurry decides to take him over at the wrong time, and that would just be a disaster. that was his own little secret, though, and hopefully he would stay away until later on. for now, he tapped his paw on the ground to an oddly familiar beat in his head, waiting as patiently as he could and wondering if this was the right choice for him or not.

"hi." tyler would probably claw himself later for that, metaphorically, duh. of course he had to use that choice of word, and with that, a voice crack. this was the best first impression he could've ever made. note the sarcasm. "my name is tyler . . . tyler joseph . . . i'm here because uhh . . . i-i was wondering if i could join." tyler was clueless and barely knew what went on around here. he usually isolated himself from everything so he could be unaware of the dangers of the world, all except for himself. but now he felt oddly brave, and here he was.

tyler's gaze nervously traveled over the she-kit that just padded over. he already knew he was being judged in one way or another, and he didn't really like the idea of it. he didn't want to come across as rude or scary, in fact, he would probably be the one prancing around their camp and trying on flower crowns. very unthreatening, may he think.

tyler honestly felt a bit surprised by his answer, since he was who he was, he thought he would be rejected. but seeing that the cub was already seeming to open up to him with a nickname made him feel quite excited, and he couldn't help but smile. "oh, thanks! um . . . you can call me ty or tyler, it doesn't matter. nice to meet you, uhh . . . boy." For some reason the name sounded really interesting, although the word was probably used often. he liked it.

tyler tilted his head to look at the beautiful maine coon greeting him, and he crossed his paws a little nervously like if they were uncrossed they would see who he really was. not that he was evil or something, no, he was far from that, the worst he can be is if he is mentally battling himself. that's never pretty. "padmé amidala . . ." he said quietly, closing his eyes briefly as he tried to hold on to the name. he might forget it later, who knows. that was typical of him. "that's a very lovely name." and he meant it. it seemed to fit the maine coon.

tyler felt pretty happy he actually pulled off a genuine compliment. usually it would come out odd and then he would get ignored. but that was quite a while ago, before he decided he didn't really want to talk to anyone anymore. but times have changed, and here he was, actually socializing and actually . . . happy about it.

tyler dipped his head to the snow leopard in front of him. his eyes seemed to widen at her snowy white coat; he almost seemed overwhelmed at the amount of beautiful pelts he was staring at right now. his was just a boring light brown. he looked just like any other normal cat. "thanks?" he mewed quietly, wondering if that was the right thing to say. ". . . shiftingstar!" he added quickly, giving a goofy smile and for once not really caring about how stupid he sounded.