07-18-2018, 08:58 PM
The king cheetah happened to be in the middle of exploring the territory for himself, limping about. His eyes glazing over everything to study. He was currently taking a stroll through the rainforest where he noticed the little statues that caught his attention. Approaching one, the male studied it before he heard the ringing of bells in the distant. Oh? Was someone at their border? The male lifted his head and began to make his way over to the gate where he found Gabriel and someone else, Merihem. Gabriel was someone he had yet to meet, though the scent of The Typhoon washed over the canid and thus, he was less cautious with the presence of him. His eyes went over to Merihem who had seemed to be a domestic feline which was good, something that wouldn't be able to eat his ass alive. Slowly the male slid away from the gate and got up a bit closer to realize that just like him when he joined, this guy was tired and had bags under his eyes. He had joined only a few moments ago so to see what he was like at his joining to see it in this guy was quite ironic. Lord, he must of looked like a walking zombie, though from looks this guy definitely looked more dead than he did.
As the same with Gabriel, he held little to no political power in this group and hence they would have to wait for someone higher up in the hierarchy. Until then, it would be a good time to make conversation though he tended to hate the same old small talk. "Marcellus. Recently just joined. Anyways, someone should be here soon." He introduced as he walked up to the pair, settling down a little bit away from them. Looking at Gabriel, it kind of freaked him out a bit how the guy looked and how pissy he sounded, though he wasn't one for judging on first impressions so naturally he'd give the guy a chance. Besides, at least this guy had four working legs. Lucky ass. The male turned his head to look over at Gabriel once more, watching as he began to fumble with a few cigarettes, the male scrunching up his face. He didn't mind when others smoke but he never knew how others could stand cigarettes. Just wasn't his cup of tea.
As the same with Gabriel, he held little to no political power in this group and hence they would have to wait for someone higher up in the hierarchy. Until then, it would be a good time to make conversation though he tended to hate the same old small talk. "Marcellus. Recently just joined. Anyways, someone should be here soon." He introduced as he walked up to the pair, settling down a little bit away from them. Looking at Gabriel, it kind of freaked him out a bit how the guy looked and how pissy he sounded, though he wasn't one for judging on first impressions so naturally he'd give the guy a chance. Besides, at least this guy had four working legs. Lucky ass. The male turned his head to look over at Gabriel once more, watching as he began to fumble with a few cigarettes, the male scrunching up his face. He didn't mind when others smoke but he never knew how others could stand cigarettes. Just wasn't his cup of tea.