// latE BUT!! thanks for the responses, guys!
And, as if instantaneous, one after another began to arrive. BloodClanners. They were at once enemies of RiverClan, but now that he was no longer of that place, he supposed that he was neutral to all surrounding clans. He slowly lifted his masked cranium, his dim green gaze staring out of it at the strangers. He knew that he couldn't take them all at once, even if he wanted to. They were... insisting on bringing him to their camp. Titan let a soft exhale escape his nostrils. This wasn't what he wanted, but if he was going to save his leg, he needed to get medical attention soon. He also needed to get out of this heat, as a black cloak and the beating sun didn't mesh well together.
He let another breath flow past his hidden maw, preparing himself to respond to the first BloodClanner that had addressed him. It... It had been so long since he had spoken to an actual clan-goer. He had become a loner, but at least he didn't turn feral. Titan, although savage in his ways, still knew how to be civilized. Then, another feline approached, but instead of actually speaking to him like he was expecting, a feminine voice had entered his head. Titan slightly jumped, shifting back at the intrusion of his thoughts. He narrowed his eyes, shifting his gaze onto Solveig. Was she... No, she couldn't be. A user of the Force. Perhaps she just had telepathic abilities, but as he gazed into her eyes beyond his helmet, he knew that this woman couldn't be an individual with such a gift. As far as Titan knew, he was the only one that possessed such abilities. He had yet to find another.
The cloaked snow leopard, calming down from a bit of a shock, answered Solveig, "Titan," His tone was monotonous and metallic-like, as the voice filtration his helmet altered his true voice. "Titan. I do not come from a clan." He was a loner. Just a simple loner.
More had begun to arrive, although Titan couldn't muster the energy to respond to each and every one of them. In fact, he didn't really enjoy all of this attention. The male had kept himself hidden away for so long that so much contact with others had begun to feel like a foreign feeling to him. His eyes flickered from the kitten to the scruffy domestic and- no... How was this possible? The snow leopard's eyes widened as he set his sights on the white canine before him. The scaled mutation that he possessed was undeniable. Crocodilepaw. He had survived the attack? Titan felt his breath catch in his throat for a moment, although he held practically no emotions when one was gazing upon his helmet. That was a good thing, because if someone were to see the look of surprise upon his features, they would all probably suspect him of something.
His gaze was torn away from Crocodilepaw as the medic arrived on the scene. The snow leopard resumed his breathing, his breaths slightly labored as the stinging pain upon his hind leg throbbed and stung like hell. He gritted his teeth, letting out a strained growl as Hypokrisis tended to his wound. While he was relieved that someone was attempting to help him, there was no denying the fact that the injury was still very painful. Titan took deep breaths, attempting to control the intake of air into his lungs, and he lifted his cranium back towards Hypokrisis. "No... I can stand," Titan wasn't too keen on getting help from others (although medical treatment was an exception). The musclar feline braced himself before hoisting himself off the sandy floor. He stumbled forward a little because of the loss of balance in his hind legs, and although he was managing to stand on his paws, he looked exhausted and weak. There was no way to tell by the strain of his features on account of his mask, but his legs were visibly shaking.
