lit like a movie scene — event invite

[size=9pt]Moon was out and about doing various chores and shit, like a proper housewife, when he spotted the stranger at their border. They stood with a sense of purpose, like they were they for a reason and not just to uneasily request to join, so he b-lined their way instead of pretending he didn't notice them. Plus, this was a lion. One of his own damn kind. It'd been a while. "Invitation accepted." He says, head high and voice curt to resemble the seriousness he's seen his Clanmate exude when they're met with another Clan's messenger. "You can bet your unusually dark ass we'll be there." His formal facade obviously doesn't last long, but who can blame him-- he's never seen a black lion before. "And, hey," he says, winking at Aizawa like they were both in on a secret that no one else was, like they were both in Fight Club but Moon wasn't being very subtle about his Membership. "Hakuna Matata."