SIT BACK, RELAPSE || Returnish

[Decoratedemergency]

Away, the Radiant Lieutenant had gone for several months now. When he'd come back, he found his Clan's territory empty. Worry spawned in his gut, and he'd gone searching for any signs of life. He'd finally found it, shifting uncomfortably and worried about his old clanmates. He was going to have to start his life all over - for the fifth time,

[QUIETUS]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 500px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color: black; padding: 20px"]— Quietus had not seen this animal before, and that daunting curiosity in the back of his throat brought him over, even if it lacked the ability to reach his eyes, eyes that were as bland as the long muzzle pursed tightly over his yellow fangs. "Who are you, exactly?" he asked, not unkindly, but formal enough to draw a reaction out of anyone. He remembered slipping up one time and forgetting someone had joined already, and he was not eager in repeating that mistake, truth be told. This approach was far more cautious.

[nuclear repository;]

  [font=trebuchet ms]To some degree, it seemed, everyone was starting over. Some, like the ShadowClanners, had some scattered remnants of their old lives to cling to as they transitioned to their new lives; some, like Lucky, had always lived alone, and were just now learning to co-exist with others; and some, like herself, had gone from having something to having nothing in what seemed like the blink of an eye. (Well, in her case, it had been much more drawn-out, but the end result was the same.)

  Shoving aside the thought, the mutated canine followed Quietus over, eyeing the newcomer with mild curiosity. She wasn’t sure why, but she got the feeling she had met the stranger before- not on negative terms, she was sure, but she couldn’t remember exactly where she knew them from. (If she knew them at all, that was; her memory had been lacking ever since she returned from the spirit world.) Finally, she nodded, as if to concur with Quietus’ inquiry, and waited for an answer.

  /low muse + mobile

[REDARMY.]

★★★ //MY FRIEND HELLO

After running into Quietus earlier and realizing the truth behind this civilization against all odds, Red decided he should move out to try to get to know some of the locals. It seemed as though the group was in a sort of constant state of anarchism, and thus a lack of defined leader was observed. Quick to jot these notes down, Red was rather content with the idea of such a situation. Nobody was lording power over another, and there was no ruling class that had to be dealt with. It was a nice change, but he was pretty sure this wouldn't last forever.

The male approached the small group of people, looking between Quietus and the others whom he did not recognize. He wasn't entirely sure who Quietus was talking to, so he just kind of kept quiet and smiled at his friends-- because everybody was his friend, as long as they exhibited some kind of basic respect and dignity, which these folks seemed to do. However, he did also feel as though the one everybody was staring at seemed somewhat familiar. Though, after his recent years living alone in a semi-hermit state, he wasn't too sure whom he recognized anymore. He was pretty sure everybody he had once known was very much dead.

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