ILLUMINATE THE NO // open+intro // ON THEIR VACANCY SIGNS

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    It had only been a few weeks since they'd escaped the literal Hell that was their previous home. They had been so completely exhausted, so weak, so drained of life that they weren't sure they could even move properly for the first few days. If it weren't for their distorted perception of time they might have been able to guess how many days they'd lain out in the wilds, nearly buried in soil and unable to move even their gaze. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, they found the strength to move their limbs and drag their body with all the grace of a corpse to the nearest shelter before they were mutilated by detritivores.


    Even it wasn't the most glorious introduction to DarkClan, it was their's nonetheless. They had been here only a couple weeks now, nursing their wounds and keeping mostly out of sight; now that they had more of a hold on what exactly they had become, they figured it was time to start interacting with the world. It had been quite some time since they'd been among living mortals. They would have to readjust to the traditions and quirks that the living had. At least the most recent transition in power was something they were familiar with, and it also meant it was the perfect time to insert themselves into the life of this place.


    For the time being Illu simply lazed about, watching the sky with their head dipped back far enough to feel the edges of their horns against their shoulders. The golden borzoi hummed softly to themselves, a raspy, worn tune falling from their throat before letting out a low whisper to themselves. "It's quite peaceful here, so far."


    He'd noticed them, but was hesitant on whether or not he should approach. They appeared to be enjoying the peace, so it would be rude to mess that up. But also, Marchingband wanted to know who they were, so he crept closer quietly and sat by them. He looked up as well - not at the sky, but at them and their odd horns. To have horns would be pretty cool, but much too heavy for a fennec fox. He looked around awkwardly, waiting for them to notice he was there. Maybe he should start with an introduction or something? "Uh, hi," he began abruptly. He never usually had trouble greeting people, why was it so hard now? "I'm Marchingband. And you are ....?" New, he assumed. As the fox looked over again at the unfamiliar individual, he noticed old wounds that seemed to have at least partially healed. Marchingband wouldn't mention it, as it could have been personal and was otherwise an unnecessary topic.

    Having allowed herself one last day of mourning for her old life, the fem had left the barracks - intent on feeling the sunshine warm her pelt, when she came across two figures. One she had met earlier, Marchingband if she remembered his name right, but the other horned creature was a stranger to her.


    "Hey guys," she greeting, hoping her smile didn't seem to overly welcoming. She, too, was wondering where her manners at greeting others had gone. She remembered back in Boneclan she had won the award for most welcoming! Damn she was slipping. "I'm Corey," she pointedly spoke to Illu, having already made a similar introduction to Marching.


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    The borzoi looked to each of the creatures who had approached, offering a small nod in their direction. They had lost a bit of sense in how to interact with other living beings, but so far this place seemed fairly simple. A couple new. . . friends? Neighbors? Whatever they ended up being, they should be easy enough to get along with.


    "I am Illuminated Ether. You may shorten that however you wish," they responded to Marching, then glanced between the two of them to continue, "It's good to meet you both." They may enjoy the peace and quiet, but a simple conversation would help them adjust a bit more. "Your home seems quite nice. Can you tell me a bit about it?"