Posts by OLLIE V.

A fish out of water; that's what Ollie felt like as he stood on the boarder of Hawkclan. A cigarette lay in loosely in the small labradors mouth, his blue eyes sparkling with discomfort as he looked at the lit object. Anyone else would be unable to see the colour of his eyes however, for a pair of expensive shades sat atop his muzzle. He breathed in for a moment, but alas, the art of 'smoking' was something he hadn't had the chance to master yet. So instead of looking as cool as he had hoped to be, the golden dog began to splutter, sending pitiful puffs of smoke in all directions.

Ollie, while trying to breathe properly, looked around for any other forms of life. This whole cool guy act would be pointless if nobody was around to see it. He was only doing this because he was sick of being lame, and he felt today was the time to change that. Coming to a new place would be the perfect chance to do this. "Yo! Anybody 'round?" He croaked, his voice not as loud as he hoped it would be. Maybe he should lean against a tree or something. He shouldn't look too desperate right?

Ollie jumped backwards in alarm when a tabby emerged from who the heck knows? He tried to calm himself down and remember why he was here. The golden lab dropped the cigarette from his mouth and attempted to snuffle the embers with his paw. It bloody hurt. A glossy sheen appeared on his eyes and the heat burned into his paw pad. "Oh um...yes of course! My name is Ollie Vicario, erm how do you do?" He rambled in his thick english accent, extending a paw with an internal grimace. That came across way lamer than he wanted. Way to go dingus.

Ah stuff it, Ollie knew this wasn't ever going to work out. Letting out a defeated sigh, the dog tossed aside the glasses and feverishly licked his tiny burn wound. He turned a sincere gaze on the cat before him and gave her a sheepish smile. "And who might you be?"

T-the leader?! The Labrador quickly scrambled to correct his posture, he didn't want the leader to think he was a complete utter plonker. "Oh! Er let me rephrase that then..." He spoke quickly, his brain working at a hundred miles an hour. "It's a pleasure to meet ya, your majesty." The english lab corrected with a genuine bow of his head. This is how you're supposed to treat royalty - leaders. Right?

He was pretty surprised at how many others showed up, his grin growing wider as they introduced themselves with such kindness he wouldn't expect anyone to give to a stranger. "Ravenlights and Brokenjaw, what jolly good names you guys have!" He exclaimed with a toothy smile. But then he let his warm blue eyes fall upon the cat with the paint stained fur. She didn't seem all that happy if he were being honest. Yes, I would love to join your wonderful 'Hawkclan'" He said to the less welcoming cat, giving her a smile nether less. Arizona was a splendid name! But he was unsure if she would want to hear that so he shut his trap for once. Ollie actually really wanted to ask the she-cat if she was okay, however he was unsure if she would appreciate it or not.

Ollie had a keen nose and his blue eyes lit up with excitement when he smelt bird. His tongue lolled out happily and he swung around to notice another fellow canine...WITH A HAWK ON HIS BACK.The golden labs jaw dropped open and he trotted over, curiosity bringing him as close as possible. Ollie didn't want the guy to leave, especially without even giving a name. "Hello! Nice bird ya got there. The name's Ollie." He said nodding at the guy, before gazing at the hawk with utter amazement. Who knew you could tame those feathered creatures.

"Whaaaat...?" Ollie murmured to himself, eyes wide in shock. He felt his body tremble with excitement as he witnessed a clan member, one he hadn't familiarised himself with yet, change form into the leader - Littlestar. The golden retriever, now wearing a bow tie and glasses, bounded over to get a closer look at the interesting show. "What-how did you do that?" He asked, trying to not act as impressed as he was; a hard act to accomplish when his wagging tail failed to co-operate. He wouldn't admit it, but it would make his day-no week if she were to shapeshift into him.

Ollie trotted over with a grin on his maw, excited to be apart of his first meeting. He couldn't help but gaze at Littlestar with awe, despite his small attempts to be cooler. If he was being honest, the golden lab wasn't exactly pleased at the amount of swearing going on, but decided it was something he'd have to adjust to.

Then he heard his name, followed with the titles of cute and cool. Ollie's smile grew bigger and he nodded up at his leader. Cute and cool beat dumb and lame, so the labrador was happy. Maybe he would try to work on 'cute' though.

When the only reaction Ollie received was an unsure smile, he realised something was a little odd. Maybe the guy was shy? The golden lab smiled back and hoped he could learn more about the quiet husky later. His large ears perked slightly as the she-cat from earlier spoke, causing him to slowly turn to face her with a gaped mouth. "Did you say we get our own hawk..?" He asked, his shocked features showing just how he felt about this news. This was the best news he'd heard in a while. "I'd love to be shown the way thank you!" He grinned at the thought of having his own hawk.