TOUCH THE SKY — open + joining

[div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 12px; color: black;"]Despite the fact that she had just called out for someone to come 'round, the sudden appearance of a rather large beast had the golden tabby practically jumping out of her fur. Catriona raised a mod-laden paw to her chest in a gesture of heart-racing shock, for the moment not realizing the fact that she had just spread the muck further across her pelt. Emerald visionaries eyed the tiger wearily, not missing the incomprehensible language mumbled quietly as he drew close. What'n the hell is that mince? Is he daft? Being born and raised in the wild lands of Scotland, the fiery feline had practically no experience with cultures or languages outside of her own. But it was a matter she could figure out later on. For now, all she wanted was to get the hell out of this toxic sludge. "Gods above, ya gave me a right scare there, lad. M'name's Catriona, but you can call me Cat, if ya like. My business with this group is ta join ya, if I may." He'd better not turn her away, 'else she'd be raging at the fact she'd messed about out here for nothing.