Cub of Prideless
Played by Naboo


The present of others was not what brought him here, for some reason he'd opted to follow the horrendous stench that accompanied the belching, bubbling earth. It brought him from the far depths of the swamp, his coat covered in splotches of mud and brackish stains, green eyes paling as they watched the boiling waters expel their waste. Someone was calling out - my goodness he hoped his mother wouldn't do that to him, how could he be cool then? - before spotting the other child clinging to a branch. Someone else was on a log, and all these strangers seemed to be brought together by that thing roiling angrily in the grungy waters of the swamp. Occasionally sticks and debris from below rose and exploded with a bursting bubble before slapping flatly back down onto the water, and a slight nervousness at how fast they were spreading caused him to try and make his way partially up a tree. Small claws latched onto the bark and perched him a foot up from the waters, hugging the tree with his ears against his skull as his eyes widened while looking at it. "Wh... what's going on?" Directed at no one in particular and all the same each of them at once.