the blackheart rogues, hm? hopefully he'd fit in there. well, he hoped to be socially accepted there. the half-wolf had been alone with his siblings all his life, so he was basically oblivious to clan life. he'd unexpectedly stumbled upon the blackheart rogues' border, and he'd heard of them previously. so, might as well join them. maybe not permanently, seeing as though the brute was rather nomadic and felt like he was never welcome anywhere. the thought of having to interact with others actually scared him. he always feared that they wouldn't like him. they always judged him.
morgue was.. different, ever since he was young. first of all, he was born albino, with blood-red eyes. in an accident, he'd lost his entire left eye. in place of it was a hollow hole, and if he wanted to, he could place a little light inside of it, so he'd appear to be a jack-o-lantern. morgue accepted his differences, but most others didn't. therefore, he wore an eyepatch over the hole.
he was a mischievous devil as a pup, always taking dares and performing stunts. that's how he gained the name 'morgue'. he wasn't always introverted. being the youngest of his litter mates, he would be used to constantly being shut out by the others, forced to eat last and was ostracized all the time. it seemed like their playful ways ended abruptly after their mother passed. morgue was the last of his siblings to split off, and, grudgingly so, he decided to try and join a clan. maybe he'd finally get some kindness.
anyway, he stood rather terse, hackles raised as he looked around in discomfort. his deep crimson eye flicked from left to right, forward and behind. there was someone close; he could tell. morgue said rather shakily, " m-morgue radium. " -- he tried to act confident -- " ...joining. " his voice was monotone and droning, as usual. the other thing he had heard from the occasional drifter was that clans usually asked for a name and business for trespassing. he only hoped he was doing everything correctly.
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well, he sure was jubilant. morgue nodded slowly, still stiff but painting a weak smile on his maw. " thanks. charmed to meet you. " he replied, trying his best to keep up the common curtsy. he went to step across the border, hesitantly. was there a good, fun-filled and promising life ahead of him here? he'd have to find out. if everyone was as cheerful as charredsurface, maybe this wouldn't be all that bad.
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he flicked an ear at the bright-eyed red panda, and then nodded again as the girl came next. " glad to meet you all, really, i am. o-oh, a tour would be nice. thank you. " morgue replied in a soft voice, turning to go deeper into the territory. he traveled at a slow trot, then stopped after a few meters to wait for the others. the brute sighed. already he was feeling anxious from the three. and he wasn't even inside the castle yet. man, he'd have to get used to the crowds.
his eye was emotionless and rather cold. cthulha seemed to have something bugging her. when she walked up, she seemed.. just, in thought. morgue wished he had telepathy. he'd know everything about everyone. basil was a weird looking but very kind animal, well, they were all very nice. he seemed to be over analyzing everything, so he quieted his mind and just focused on being social for once. -
it took a lot of convincing, but the half-dog finally got himself to hold a meet and greet. morgue hoped no one would bring up the eyepatch, or his anti-social behavior. it was just how he was. if he ever met the right person to open up to, he definitely would, and his more fun and daredevilish side would come out. the albino canine sat on his haunches, slightly crouching, as he called out rather indifferently, " meet and greet..? " it sounded more like a question than an announcement.
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" it's... big. and er, everyone's pretty nice to me. " he simply stated, a smile threatening to plaster itself onto his maw as basil tumbled over. morgue could see the two getting along. but, only time would tell.
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he glanced down at the little fennec fox. " thanks, " murmured morgue, offering her a curt nod. //crappy post, ahhh xc
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meh. he hoped lunarclan wasn't full of bumbling idiots like his previous clan. but no, really. all they ever talked about was 'raid this' and 'destroy that'. normally, karkat wouldn't have much of a problem with things like that, but seriously, that * got annoying.
so, the dark grey domestic feline padded through the forest that bordered lunarclan, the usual dark scowl on his face, and stopped about where he scented a border. he didn't know who lived here, but hopefully they were chill and didn't get on his nerves like most people did. oh well.
his sharp teeth showed as he meowed at a slightly loud tone, " KARKAT VANTAS. JOINING. " -
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//sure!! <33 karkat is tough to get along with, just warning ya xD
he studied the two who had come to greet him, his orange eyes seemed to flicker with a kindness, though whenever he tried to be kind it just ended up making him sound sarcastic. atop his head were two tiny horns that looked like candycorn, and his fangs, which were poisonous, stuck out of his mouth a little bit. karkat replied, " WELL MET, LITTLEPAW AND LIGHTYEARS. I HOPE THAT WE MAY BECOME.. " -- he paused -- " FRIENDS. I WILL SERVE LUNARCLAN WITH LOYALTY. " he didn't smile, though. he never smiled. and if he did, it was because he was enjoying kicking someone's * or merely making a point.
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karkat was there, listening. his usual tired expression was on his face, and he sat all the way in the back. he hated being cramped up in a crowd, almost as much as he hated social gatherings. well, this meeting was a social gathering. he swiped his tongue over his sharp teeth as he turned and departed, having heard everything he needed to. -
as previously stated, karkat disliked anything that really had to do with crowds, seeing as though he was a bit antisocial. however, he's not completely impossible to get along with; it's just usually a bit of a struggle. when he talks, he usually doesn't have anything good to say. but since he was new to lunarclan, he decided that he would try his best to be courteous and nice. " MEET AND GREET. " called karkat, sitting down and wrapping his tail neatly over his paws. his orange-gold oculars swept around to see if anyone would show up. -
karkat, being the weirdo he was, happened to be holding a water canteen in his paws. it was one of the trivial objects that he found, and for some reason, kept. it would do. no way in hell was he getting a bucket. for one thing, he didn't have a bucket, but for another thing, buckets were terrifying. long story.
the feline followed lightyears and the others to said river, where he peered down at his reflection for a second before scooping the tiny cannister and filling it with water. he came back over to where the inferno raged, and poured the contents out onto it. " MINIMAL PROGRESS. " karkat muttered, heading back to the river to repeat the process. -
he nodded to littlepaw, having to look up an awful lot to meet the golem's eye. woah, a minion? awesome. karkat suddenly felt a respect for littlepaw and her golem, who had introduced itself to be called zuriel. " HELLO. I HAVE NOT MET A GOLEM BEFORE. I AM PLEASED TO MEET YPUR ACQUAINTANCE. " lunarclan was racking up brownie points by this bad* golem. seriously, karkat was impressed, and that was a hard thing to do. how cool it must be to ride on the massive shoulder of such a creature? the feline's mouth turned up in a smirk. not a smile, but it was the next best thing. -
//DARKAT STRANTASkarkat's whiskers twitched as dave strider approached. eh, what kind of name was dave? and those shades.. the little cat's 'egotistical wannabe' sensors were going crazy. " .. HELLO, DAVE STRIDER. MY NAME IS KARKAT VANTAS. " he peered into the shades, but couldn't seem to find his actual eyes. " WHY MUST YOU WEAR DARK LENSES OVER YOUR EYES? YOU DO NOT APPEAR TO BE A VAMPIRE. " -- it was his weak attempt at a joke -- " THEY HAVE NO FASHION APPEAL TO ME. SO WHY DO YOU WEAR THEM? " karkat could tell that he was prying, but he didn't care.
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" HELLO, LITTLEPAW. SCIENTIFICSTAR WILL BE A GOOD LEADER. HE IS THE LEADER FOR A REASON, YOU KNOW. " spoke karkat, as if he read his mind. he really didn't; he only assumed that it was on his mind. karkat gave pretty good advice, apparently. the tom came over to littlepaw and sat by him, close but not too close. he looked straight ahead, his optics cold and unamused as usual. -
lunarclan was pretty... alright. it was quiet and few in members, just how he liked it to be. the smaller community meant that he would be a lot more comfortable in his daily life.
karkat was alone, as usual, off in a small clearing in the forest, the dappled sunlight filtering down and warming his dark pelt. his orange optics stared off straight ahead into the distance, and he seemed to be zoned out. it was quiet moments like these that he loved, but often took for granted. karkat had to say, littlepaw was pretty bad* with his giant *ing golem minion.
no one else really caught his attention besides dave strider. something about him seemed familiar. oh well. he seemed to be mostly like any other attention-seeking 'too cool for you' kinds of guys. although, he could be wrong. then again, karkat was never wrong. he never admitted to being wrong. ever.
he slithered out of the sun patch over to a little pond, where he crouched down and lapped at the water. it was disgusting, however, so karkat hissed and yelled, " WHAT KIND OF SH*TTY *SS WATER IS THIS? " ah, it felt good to be vulgar. the tom probably seemed insane, because he laughed right after he had screamed that. -
he only scowled. " I DO NOT UNDERSTAND THAT NOTION, DAVE STRIDER. " he snapped, biting his tongue to prevent any further outbursts. karkat had to refrain an awful lot to avoid calling him an idiot or an imbecile. damn, being respectable was tough. the tomcat's tail twitched, and his eyes narrowed a little bit. -
karkat recognized that voice. how could he not? he glanced over his shoulder, the slightest evidence of a smirk on his features. " WATER DOES NOT HAVE EMOTION, BUT HELLO AGAIN, DAVE STRIDER. " came his reply, with his usual monotone voice. his tongue swiped along the rim of his mouth to collect any remaining amounts of water, and then he added, " WHAT DO YOU WANT? " it was probably the nicest thing that could come out of his mouth, at the time, yet he always seemed to sound like a smart* when he tried to say something nice. eh. -
the tom nodded again to show his agreement. " YOU HAVE A RIGHT TO BOAST. ZURIEL IS INDEED AN IMPRESSIVE CREATURE WORTHY OF RECOGNITION. " karkat had said, his eyes studying the golem once more. -
the strange mutant feline glanced over at the female, saying, " FAIRYSCAPES. YOU SUIT YOUR NAME. A MYTHICAL IMP OF MAGIC PROPERTIES, AND A LANDSCAPE. A LAND OF FAIRIES. YES, YOU ARE JUBILANT LIKE A FAIRY. " god, that sounded too damn cheesy. he'd never say such a thing if it weren't for this whole curtesy thing. karkat always spoke intelligently, no matter how angry or sad he got. it was just sort of his thing.