CHAPTER ONE, THE IDIOT + o, joining

[size=9pt]"I," he begins, and he's dead set on finishing, but for the moment he just kind of watches the silver wolf like perhaps he's hallucinating. There's such irony in the fact that he'd literally just been attacked by a pack of the same creature, and yet, this she-wolf stands in front of him and he really wouldn't give a shit if she tore him up a bit. Alas, she's offering to heal him, instead."I'd be alright with that. I mean, I can do it myself, though, if you guys have the equipment." Golden eyes glance away from Imperia and towards the rest, a passing look. "I'm not here to scavenge, or nothing."

But then come the introductions, and Moon puts his vows on hold. He looks back to the silver thing introducing herself and smiles something softer than his earlier grin. "Moon." He replies, distracted, and then catches himself, "Moonmade, actually, but people don't take me seriously when I say that, so call me Moon if it helps. It's nice to meet you all. I'm glad you're not the cannibals I thought you were." It sounds joking but the lion is entirely serious. One paw lifted, the teenager addresses Imperia again, even in his disoriented state. "I hear the French say Luna, or some shit, though, so go wild, Parisian."