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    I'd suggest listening to this while reading just for fun c: //

    The sky was ablaze, orange and red watercolors staining what was originally blue. A maned wolf watched with total awe, his intense blue eyes glued onto the vibrant colors, tears that somehow resembled stars falling on to the snow. Earth was such a beautiful place. Elegant yet raw, refreshing yet ancient. So different from his celestial home which was gorgeous, but one dimensional. Yes, Earth had layers to it's beauty. It was not just pleasing the planet was also ugly, which was why Swadhisthana found it so incredibly alluring. Perfectly imperfect, an oxymoron that described the planet to a T.

    A sleepy yawn slipped out, reminding him that in this type of body sleep was important. He just wasn't used to sleeping though, the same went with eating and other necessities earthlings required. For now Swadhisthana would just have to look at the bodily needs as a project. Eating could become a game so he'd actually want to consume food, every time he did one thing the maned wolf wolf would have to take a sip of water, sleeping earned him some sort of reward. Yeah, it'd be easy! Happy with his childish solution the immortal being smiled, now focused on wiping away the non-stop tears. Stupid body always had to cry for some reason. Oh, whatever, wasn't like it bothered him.

    His tail brushed against the hibiscus', marigolds, and tiger lilies that bloomed wherever he stepped.

    LA MORTE MI ISPIRA COME UN CANE — tuxedo cat w/ bow tie — tags
    // aaaa link is broken?

    Well, this was quite a sight. A canine of some sort—who was already bigger than him—was wandering around and making flowers. Was this some sort of joke? Or was there a power that made pretty flowers wherever someone stepped? What good did that do, anyways? Maybe he was one of those hippie people that made flower crowns and mused about the universe. Oh brother, give him a break.

    The tuxedo tom dully gazed at him through green eyes, flicking an ear back in slight confusion. He hadn't stated his reason for being at the border, so he supposed that he would have to go and ask. Exhaling through his nostrils, Jerseyboy would step into view and snort, "Who're you?" His voice was snarky to strangers, almost sharp, though you got used to it eventually. He didn't take kindly to just anyone, though. Unless you were a pretty lady, you almost always had to earn his patience. If not, then good luck.

    it works for me but then again I'm on mobile
    well it's "moonbeam" by Limes if that helps //

    Oh, Swadhisthana was most definitely the hippie who went on about how beautiful everything was and how everyone just had to be chill. Though he was also not from Earth so maybe it was a little excusable. It was like a tourist going on about how pretty the beach was, well, kind of. "I am Swadhisthana," he answered almost immediately, oblivious to the other's negativity. Being an alien he pretty much had no clue about social cues, absolutely anything surrounding culture, and exactly negative ten on how to act normal. "Are you grumpy? Consuming delicious, edible food can help with bad feelings!" This was said with a bright smile. One of his powers was to get a quick read on how others were feelings, it was useful considering he was brought to Earth to help people, not so much during casual interaction. Especially when coupled with his idiocy. "I have heard painting your feelings can dispel negative emotions, would you consider painting?"

    Pausing for a moment he quickly added, "I am to join Blizzardclan immediately, is this acceptable?" Wow... Totally natural, totally.


    do you want to go first

    'cause i'm happy to wait

    Jacob had been following Jersey around all day. It would be considered stalking if he wasn't so young and it wasn't so clear that he simply idolized Jersey as a sort of best friend. There weren't many children his age so many of the adults in Blizzardclan had taken the role of 'best friend' in the child's mind. Perhaps his fascination with the older male was a little concerning considering Jersey wouldn't be seen by most as the best role model. In any case, the child was bound to end up at his side eventually and it just so happened that right now was that time. The bespectacled pup would arrive beside Jersey with a wide smile, looking towards the stranger with a wide smile. "Hi! Jacob! New friend!" He would say exuberantly.

    LA MORTE MI ISPIRA COME UN CANE — tuxedo cat w/ bow tie — tags
    Ah, just as he had predicted. This guy was brimming with brightness and enthusiasm; it was sickening. Not that Jerseyboy would prefer a sad, angsty asshole instead, but he found it hard to believe that these types of people could simply walk up to someone with a big smile on their face and ooze sunshine and flowers. Okay, his name. Swad... what now? "Swadhisthana? You ain't from around here, are ya'?" There were weird names around these parts, but never had he heard something like this. At his first suggestion to getting rid of "negative feelings", he sneered and muttered in response, "I ain't grumpy.. but ah, just gimme a calzone and we'll see." Italian food made him happy, after all. He blinked as this Swadhisthana guy suggested that he paint, and he gave a quick roll of his eyes. "Yeah, no thanks, pal. I have my own way with dealin' wid' my problems." Such as lots of smoking and lots of drinking. That usually eased his mind. He wasn't as stressed as he was a few weeks ago, and his mental state was improving, though he was still the same asshole as he was before. Now, the maned wolf had requested to join the clan. Was it acceptable? Yes. Did he necessarily want to let him in? That was debatable. As long as he didn't go pissing him off, then he should be able to tolerate him. "Yeah yeah, sure." Jerseyboy answered nonchalantly, sounding as if he were tired of this and wanting to turn back already. That was just Jersey's impatient nature, however, so his "welcome" wouldn't speak for everyone else in the clan. There were more peppy people that would've probably responded to Swadhisthana's enthusiasm with even more enthusiasm. The thought of it made him want to barf.

    Then, here came Jacob. Jerseyboy was getting used to the kid following him around, as long as he didn't bother him when he was doing private things. It was cool that he was thought of as a role model of sorts, and he found it quite funny since everyone else probably disapproved of this idea. Anything to get a rise out of his clanmates, he supposed. The tuxedo tom arched a brow slightly at the pup and his gaze returned to Swadhisthana, awaiting any more words before he decided to head off. God, he needed a smoke.

    Well... Swadhisthana certainly seemed different. Not that different was bad, it was just interesting he was listing off basic things that most people would already know about to cheer themselves up with. As he padded over, he would shake his head. "I really wouldn't take anything Jerseyboy says to offence. He's always this grumpy." The flamboyant fox would say with a shrug of his shoulders once he sat down. Which was true. He had never seen the feline happy since the day he arrived to Blizzardclan. And he'd been here already for quite some time. He figured it was just a weird quirk or part of his personality. "Welcome to Blizzardclan, sir." there was no way was he going to attempt to say her name, he knew he'd butcher it if he tried and he did not want to embarrass himself in front of their newest member already. "I'm Bo. Is there anything I can get for you to help you feel more at home here?"

    Quite unlike Jerseyboy, Pierce found this joiner's excitement and enthusiasm to be quite a breath of fresh air. A lot of his clanmates had been sad recently (though most of them seemed to be getting better), and he liked to find someone with a bright personality like Swadhisthana's. He appeared soon after Featherboa, halting beside the other vulpine and smiling brightly at the newcomer before him. "Nice to meet you, Mister Swadhisthana! I'm Pierce. Welcome to Blizzardclan! Let me know if you need anything, alright?" He was pretty much echoing the others, but it was instinct for him to offer - it was only polite.
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    That was a baby, an earthling baby. "Why, hello Jacob," he rolled his shoulder blades. "Your vocabulary is not very large Jacob, have you read a dictionary? You are very expressive for such few words." His voice sounded like some prerecorded message on the phone trying to get you to buy something. Sweet, energetic, unnatural.

    He would probably change considerably in a couple days. You see, his soul, personality, whatever you wished to call it was being "downloaded" into the body he was currently using. At the moment Swad was simply incomplete. After everything was worked into place he would be more organic, himself really. It would probably confuse the heck out of everybody who met him beforehand, but that was something he couldn't change. So for now the maned wolf was on some sort of soul autopilot.

    "Indeed, I am not" There was a hint of surprise, "have you ever heard of space? That is my home, I am not an earthling like you." Feeling a bit embarrassment that he wasn't in fact from Earth Swad looked at the ground momentarily. Jeez, he was acting like a total idiot, a total FOP (fresh off the planet). "Calzone? What is that, do you wish for me to get you one?" The feline had said it would make him happy so surely fetching a... Calzone? Calzone would make him brighten up a bit.

    Blinking a couple times Swad decided there was nothing he needed. Wait, his stomach felt a little hungry, so maybe he needed food. "I believe I require nourishm- food, however I can not hunt," he sighed a bit. The strangely upbeat attitude faltered as he realized how stupidly alien he sounded. Ugh, they must have been laughing at how weird he was. Of course they would.

    "Well, well thank you Pierce," was his slightly less enthusiastic reply. Wait, no, he couldn't just act all pissy all of a sudden, that'd be even more bizarre. Suddenly back to sugary sweet Swadhisthana said, "I am not very aware of how to properly act, so I apologize for any annoyance I may have caused." This was addressed to the group.


    Ah, a joiner, his tail wagged as he trotted up to the scene, he was much different than his skittish, worried, and fear riddled self that had joined... a soldier and a bird. After losing his leg, making friends, and not watching the love of his life die before his eyes... he was beginning to find more comfort in his life here, though he supposed it was subject to change at the drop of a hat. "Hello there miss. Welcome." The male barked a quiet greeting.

    Seeing an unfamiliar animal - a maned wolf, much like the BloodClan leader, Jackdaw, had once been - Sweetophelia approached, her pale lilac eyes taking note of the colourful and varied flowers that sprang up under his paws. Her gaze turned onto Swadhisthana, listening closely to his words. Already the male was standing out as an unusual and strange individual, but difference in itself would hardly compel Sweetophelia to hold anything against him. Variety was appreciated from time to time. "Welcome to BlizzardClan," the pale lioness spoke up. Had she been in her previous form, Swadhisthana would have towered over her - it was not so now. "I'm Sweetophelia Targaryen," she introduced herself politely. "Where in Space are you from?" So apparently space travel was now possible - not so surprising, really.
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