I'VE GOT A MISSION / OPEN, JOINING

TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — Sigrid was lucky Sundance had filled up on blood. The medic trainee swooped down to where the tabby was, shooting her a small smile. "Welcome to BlizzardClan. I'm Sundance, a medic trainee here."

//a bit rushed

"speech"

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Castiglione had been wandering the territory, as he tended to do. That was most of his entertainment, really, wandering the island on which the BlizzardClan camp resided and mentally creating a map of any points of interest.

Today, however, this point of interest was a moving one.

He perks his ears upon picking up on the voice, and makes his way through the forest and to the source carefully and quietly. His mother is already there, and he immediately feels far better being here. So much so, in fact, that he makes his way to her side, glancing between her and the newcomer with a thoughtful expression. The fluffy cat before them must've been a joiner -- she seemed jittery, and Castiglione feels jittery when he's around new people. Either that, or a visitor. He'd heard her name, distantly, but he's having trouble parsing it, in all honesty. So he decides to avoid saying it until she says it again, just to be sure. "Hi," he greets in a low voice, and then forces what he hopes is a welcoming smile but probably just looks crooked and... well, forced. "Welcome to BlizzardClan. My name's Castiglione."

Upon first joining this damned place more than a year ago, he had no idea what world he was walking into. The tom-cat, born and raised in a city surrounded by humans and trash and gas-guzzling cars, had no idea that a group full of creatures big and small, neon or rainbow, and mutants and elementals could live together in relative peace. Hell, he didn't even know that some of the creatures that he would meet existed. Fire-breathing dragons, multi-tailed kitsunes, the whole bit. It was a big change for the city boy, but he would always remain one at heart.

Well well, what had they come across now? It was the usual crowd; Sundance and the reappearing "Castiglione" (or as he referred to every child his age: "kid"). Then, there was a pretty fae that was presented right in front of his very eyes. She was a stranger; new to this place and probably lost on what to do next. So, the tuxedo tom felt compelled to be the "dashing stranger" that could possibly help her out.

Stepping forward, Jerseyboy chirped in his thick New Jerseyan accent, "Don't be so hard on yourself, sweetcheeks. We need new faces around here, anyways." He gave a quick rasp of his tongue over his paw before combing it over his cranium, smoothing his dark fur back down. He then glanced once more at "Sigrid", a charming gleam making its way into his olivine visionaries. "Name's Jerseyboy. Need someone ta' show you the ropes 'round here? A drink?" What? With the only girls around here being either total bitches or uninteresting in his eyes, a beautiful stranger joining BlizzardClan's rank was quite the exciting event for him.

^{Alexis can't quite say she'd be too happy with the way Jerseyboy thinks of the girls in Blizzardclan, though in the long run, it doesn't really matter. He can think what he wants, no one's going to stop him. Likewise, no one can stop her from saying what she wants to say. "I don't know about tour guide, but I do think you can definitely do better," she quips as she joins the group, hazel gaze flicking between Sigrid and Jerseyboy before falling on the newcomer. Lexi gives her a cheery grin, "I'm Alexis, or Lexi, if you'd prefer, it's nice to meet you." Maybe it's some sort of camaraderie, or an overarching sense of protection, but she feels the need to give the other girl another option, so at least she can choose.}

^{"Can't make your decisions for you, but I can take you on a tour if you want," Alexis offers with a small shrug, "it's your choice." Of course, Sigrid might genuinely be interested in Jerseyboy, in which case Lexi doesn't want to interfere; it's none of her business, after all.}

^{ooc im so s o r ry jersey she can be a right bitch sometimes}

^{THE IRONY HOWEVER, IS THAT I'M NOT ACTUALLY ANGRY —}

^{The large obsidian dragoness snickers at Lexi's comment as she approached. While she might be lacking emotions now, it was still amusing to hear her speak of Jersey like that. Especially since Kady did not take a liking to him. He was smart to keep away from her and not try his cheesy flirting techniques or else she'd probably crack him in the face. "Well, whoever you decide... hope you enjoy yourself here. I'm Kady." And that was probably the most welcoming she could be with a dull voice and almost uninterested eyes. Hopefully this new gal doesn't take it personal since Kady's shade was taken away from her.}

^{Was that even an excuse though? Probably not.}

^{— I'M TRYING TO LEARN HOW TO BE HAPPY, AND THAT IN ITSELF IS A WAR}

The tom observed the fae before him as she instantly grinned and even managed a laugh at his introduction. By the looks of it, she wasn't mocking him but rather just reacting to his flirtation attempt in general. This was the reaction that he was looking for out of her; a giggle, a smile, a blush. Anything was better than a scoff (or a slap) to the face. She had considered his offer, but still hadn't fully rejected or accepted it, and was now looking to the others for approval. Yeah right, like they'd approve in any way. They probably thought the same thing: he was trouble. Jerseyboy's smile slightly faltered as Sigrid turned towards Sundance and Castiglione, and he hoped to God that they wouldn't throw him under the bus.

Before he could get a word in, more started showing up. Alexis, Kady - the whole fucking peanut gallery. They would be no help either, so he figured that he should start talking before they smudged dirt all over his first impression. Flicking an ear in annoyance towards Alexis as she offered a tour of her own, Jerseyboy stepped forward and snorted, "Oh lay off it, will ya'? I think I'm perfectly capable of givin' a tour to just about anybody." He was clearly determined to be chosen as the guide, and not so much as to spend time with the lovely newcomer, but to prove them both wrong. "I've lived 'ere longer than the both of yous combined." He had been here for a long time, and he was damn well sure that Kady nor Alexis had resided in BlizzardClan for even half as long.

*:･ﾟ✦ "You sure don't act like it." commented Clove icily as she passed by Jerseyboy, her autumn eyes staring flatly at the other before she turned to the newcomer. A smile replaced the previous glare, and Clove dipped her head in greeting. Sigrid. That was a name she had never heard before, and though it was one Clove wouldn't have chosen for either herself or her children, she could appreciate the way it flowed off the tongue.

"I'm Clove. Welcome to BlizzardClan, Sigrid." the catsune hummed, halting beside Lexi and casting her clanmate a sidelong glance. Alexis would certainly be a better option than Jerseyboy in Clove's opinion, but it was up to Sigrid to decide.

As she awaited to hear the newcomer's response, Clove's attention drifted to Kady. Recently it had seemed like something was different about the vice-leader, as she had been walking rather listlessly around the territory with very little emotion in her responses compared to how she had previously been. It made Clove wonder whether she should ask Sundance to sit down with Kady and try and find out what the problem was.

^{Sigrid's decision, or rather, her compromise, causes Alexis to wrinkle her nose in distaste. The thought of spending an extended period of time with Jerseyboy isn't a pretty one, but at least there'll be a buffer between them, and if she so chooses to, she can just ignore him the entire way. It would be rude but she'll get over that hurdle when she comes to it. "Hmm, I don't mind," she says ultimately, acknowledging that perhaps Jerseyboy does know some nooks and crannies of the territory she hasn't yet found, though what he does in those nooks and crannies probably leaves many things to be desired.}

^{No matter, Lexi will just come out of the experience with a new friend and, undoubtedly, many stories to tell Kofi.}