shut your howling screamer > open, joiner

Moon approaches with no lack of curiosity. This is the first time he's been the other side of the border-- a 'name and business' instead of 'please let me into your clan i'm literally starving to death'. It feels good. Especially when the joiner is as interesting as this one. "If you're still joining," he says, once Versaillespalace has finished speaking, "I'm Moon. Nice to meetcha', Cap." The young lion offers a grin, all stumbling charm. He'd say with each new joiner this place is made more bearable, but, truthfully, he doesn't hate it here. The people are nice. Just, some could loosen up a bit. He glances at Versaille; exhibit A.