I'M SINKING AT MY OWN WILL // Joining, o

^{— the sea was dark at the bottom, lonely and cold. deepsea had named himself after his home, his way of life, who he was. he had been a cold and lonely being in the sea, the white feline always staying to himself, sinking deeper with time. eventually, he found the bottom, and above the water, he could hear voices. rough voices that spoke of words he did not understand. it had always intrigued the feline as he had never spoken before. swimming up, but not too close to the surface, he had caught sight of something, and his heart started to beat. that life-changing moment was days ago, and deepsea had been building up the courage to emerge from his home. the comforting dark of the sea would be missed, but he was ready for the bright colors and warmth of the world above. what he saw was his true love or something that resembled them. whatever it was, it had given the feline emotions. he was now ready. swimming up faster and faster, he gained the heart not to sink any further, and emerged from the sea with a great splash. seafoam green eyes stared at the world before him, taking in every rich color that wasn't blue. landing on the beach, deepsea had coughed and heaved until his body adjusted to the oxygen in the air around him.}

^{this was a new world, a new life, a new him.}

^{// hey everyone! i had originally joined the skulls with this dude sometime in july but i thought it would be cool to bring him back here.}

^{— These faces and different creatures forming around him was exciting, but none were the one he had saw from below. That was disappointing. Nonetheless, Deepsea would try to answer their questions. Or what he assumed was a question. The way it tipped at the end of their sentences made it seem so. The first creature to approach had asked him a word he did not know of, so it was quite hard to figure out what to say in return. Similar to that situation, Deepsea didn't know what the return was for a greeting. Another greeting? This was all very confusing for the male. "You" meant him right? Picking into what little vocabulary he had left the male tried to form something of a response. "W....wa- ter......?" That was what the essence of his home was? How would he describe it? It was a void almost. "D..a..r..k..." Many of the new colors reflected in his vision had been a joyous sight, along with fresh faces that were not of the aquatic species. The beach before him was made of sand, something at the bottom of his home. It was soft and comforting to sleep in, cool in the ocean but warm on land. This whole world was beautiful so far. Getting distracted from the question, the male focused back onto Frightfur and answered in a rather weird way, by taking a while to pronounce everything. "N..na- me...be...Deeeeeeeps- s- ea..." that was his name, right? A name was something you used to call someone, right? All of these questions didn't seem to fit in this situation, and he would have to ask about his grammar later. "Neeeeeed pla-..aceeee, to..o... sta..a..y" Now that Deepsea had left his home, there was nowhere else for him to be. Even with all of his curiosity of the land and creatures on it, he still loved the ocean.}