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    Pierce didn't like to curse, but what the fuck.


    One minute, he had been in... wherever that place had been called - once more, his memory had been scrambled, just when he seemed to be getting his bearings again -, the place with the observatory and the open fields dotted with trees, and now he was here. Where "here" was, he wasn't too sure.


    Pierce awoke in the middle of a jungle, his vision swimming as he blinked slowly, attempting to push himself up into a sitting position only to be knocked back down by a wave of nausea and the splitting pain of a sudden headache. "Holy shit," mumbled the serval, sinking down to the dirt once more as he allowed himself to process... all of this. He could remember only bits and pieces of what he'd seemingly left behind; the smiling face of a young grey serval, the cutting words of a former lover, the sweet scent of fresh grass as he looked over the territory of his former clan. He'd lived in a lot of places, that much he knew. A beach town. Someplace cold. Two places that were cold, perhaps? There were so many faces and territories that he could see, but could not put a name to. So many memories that were meaningless without context. He had had great responsibility, once. A family to take care of. A clan to serve, to watch over. These things, he could remember, but the specifics had been lost.


    The freckled tom forced himself to his paws with a pained groan, bleary eyes flitting over his surroundings as he took a deep breath. This place was unfamiliar, but the smells on the air definitely suggested the presence of other people- perhaps he'd found himself in yet another clan. Were they friendly? Or were they the type to cast out strangers, even harm them? 'Cause he'd encountered a lot of those in his life.


    Pierce swallowed his uncertainty; there was only one way to find out.


    "Hello?" he called, voice hoarse from lack of use. "My name's Pierce- I'm, uh, kind of lost."

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    " Pierce?." There was a uncertainty in the border collie voice as he adressed the serval, a name that had belonged to a serval how looked just like this person did. It couldn't possible be a coincidence for this serval to not only look but introducing himself with the same name as the Deputy of Blizzardclan, former deputy just like him how no longer was the Paladin. It had been a while since he had hold a such position now having got seperated from Blizzardclan after they had got transfered to this world. Alot had been happening since then, and he could only assume Pierces not would recognize him in this body, if he would even recognize him at all. They hadn't exactly been close to another living thier own life there with very little interactions between each other but Ladon rememberd him just like he did with all in Blizzardclan he once had lived alongside. But that was then and now his home was here in The Thunderlands. He had never found at such peace with himself like he did here, something Blizzardclan never had been able to give him.


    " Um, you're in The T-Thunderlands...." he would mumble out to give an answer to the confusing looking serval to at least give some ease to his current situation. Ladon could remembered how confused and lost he had found himself to be in this new world with no one there to guide him or help him through the darkness he had lived in back then. Thankfully had got his sight back now in this new body, something he was convinced Lupius had gifted him with. So he could relate to Pierces situation wondering for how long he had been here wandering through agrelos without a clue of where he was. Ladon felt like he should help him, to bring him back to Blizzardclan if he wanted it but...he couldn't bring himself to get back there being to scared of how they would react if knowing he had come back for a second time only to join a clan they never had been much fond of. Blizzardclan had always been rather judging of others and thier actions, so he lacked the courage that was needed for him to found out what they felt over him leaving them. Was he nothing else then a traitor in thier eyes?. Ladon just didn't wanted to found that out, still remembering how they had reacted when discovering Chesspieces had left them for The Rift.


    But he could give him directions if he needed that sort of help, if he now even wanted to return to the clan he had served for months.


    TAGS // "I KNOW THAT I DID YOU WRONG" -- Sky was the next to appear, his blond fur shining like an unholy beacon against the foliage of the jungle. When he had been living in the desert with the rest of SOLDIER, perhaps this fur color had worked. But now? Now it was a bright light signalling his approach. It didn't help with hunting, and it wasn't going to help here. "He's right," the Stormcatcher would confirm with a nod. "Did you need a place to stay?"

    Unlike Ladon, Julian did not know this newcomer- though he seemed to be a familiar face and a friend to the collie's, therefore he was perfectly fine in the dark-ginger tabby's odd-hued eyes. Much like Sky, Julian's orange fur did not help in any situation- it reflected light like a flashlight, and didn't camouflage with anything. It was rather inconvenient, but... the Thunderguard had found ways around it, such as wearing a cloak over his body (though that only really helped at night). He'd halt beside the aforementioned deputy, offering a relaxed smile to Pierce, who looked rather perplexed- in a way, reminding Julian of himself when he'd first found himself here. He'd stay relatively quiet for now- there weren't necessary words to say, other than a brief, "Hello," of greeting to the serval.


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    Even if Ladon were still in the body Pierce had once known, it was highly unlikely the former Blizzardclan vice-leader would have recognized him. His brain was still a bit fried, so his memories weren't really all there, nor were they entirely reliable. He had always liked the boy, though, trusted him, so maybe that was why his muscles relaxed slightly as the canine approached. The uncertainty in the other's tone as he was addressed was a bit odd - he had just said that, right? -, and Pierce couldn't help but wonder if Ladon had known someone else under the same name before. He could vaguely remember when someone named Edward joined a clan he had resided in for some time, and it had shaken him pretty much to his core, considering that had been the original name of his ex-lover and long-time best friend; that combined with the monkey's obsession with riddles (none of which were good, Pierce could confirm) had been a bit much for the dappled feline, at the time, so he could understand if Ladon was somewhat troubled if he was familiar with the name.


    "The Thunderlands?" echoed Pierce, the name oddly familiar on his tongue. He could've sworn he'd heard that somewhere before, but this place was not familiar to him in the slightest. Deciding not to dwell on it - it must just be some weird déjà vu thing -, he went on, "So, you're like, a clan, then?" After Ladon followed another individual, though this one didn't strike him with the same sense of security or familiarity. Amber gaze flitting over the stranger's figure, it would quickly come to rest on his face, and Pierce offered him a tentative smile, though it faded soon after his next words registered.


    "Did you need a place to stay?"


    Pierce paused, blinking slowly. Did he need a place to stay? Yes, he supposed, though he didn't see how he could just settle down and pretend everything was normal when it really was far from it. What had happened? Where had he come from? He remembered what it'd looked like, but the name of the group, the faces he looked at when he left his home everyday- it was all gone. And there had been places before that, too; a boardwalk, a town in the middle of a snowy forest, and- a marble staircase? A massive marble staircase. It was large, likely intimidating to many, but it was a comfort to Pierce; almost like an old friend.


    "Um, yeah, I guess so. Thank you, sir," he replied after a few seconds' pause, nodding his head once in affirmation. Where else was he supposed to go? Another "Thunderlander" came after Sky, but he offered him a simple glance and a weak smile, a bit too focused on his current situation to pay the tabby too much mind.

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    TAGS // "I KNOW THAT I DID YOU WRONG" -- Seemed like this one wasn't one for many words. Sky could relate. Once upon a time, you couldn't hear him speak more than five syllables at a time; his mind and thoughts running miles around his spoken words. Nodding, the wolf flicked his tail a bit, looking to both Julian and Ladon. Ladon appeared to know Pierce, or at least he was certainly acting like it. And Pierce, too, looked like he recognized something in Ladon. A past life perhaps? Such things were no longer out of the ordinary around here. "Julian, could you lead him back to the main camp?"

    The confusion that practically pulsed from Pierce was something that responded deep within Julian's soul- he'd be lying if he claimed he did not relate. In all honesty, the tabby was not surprised this newcomer seemed to know Ladon- the soft-spoken and few-words demeanour that Pierce had strongly reminded Julian of the border collie. The serval did not seem as if he was a threat, thankfully, and Julian would let the loose smile on his lips brighten as he was given an order from Sky. The tom briskly nodded his head, glad to see the blond wolf taking initiative like this- not that he thought Sky was incapable of doing so, quite the opposite. "We are indeed 'like a Clan," Julian said, nodding his head and motioning with a flick to the direction of camp. "Follow me. I'll help you gat settled in, so feel free to ask me if you have any other questions," he offered, beckoning Pierce to follow as he began to pad in the direction of camp.


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