postcards from paradise — visiting/lost/who knows tbh

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 45%; color: black; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;"]The first to approach him wasn't a feral beast, nor was it some demeaning brute. No, it was a serval. A tall and lanky creature, though there was a certain charm radiating from her that he couldn't help but notice. Jerseyboy noticed a lot of things about women- the way they looked, the way they acted. From what he noticed, she was a peachy-keen type of gal. Nothing too eye-catching about her, but she wasn't dull, either. She seemed pretty fun, but innocent, perhaps.

The tuxedo tom blinked up at Georgie and corrected, "Ey- let's get one thing straight. My name isn't 'Kitty Cat', alright? It's Jerseyboy." Pet names were one thing, but he didn't want to be treated like some small tom cat. He knew that a lot of animals tended to be bigger than him, but hey, his loud personality made up for that. "And ah, I don't really got a home." He said with a shrug. Jerseyboy had technically settled in Snowbound, but only for Jacob. Other than that, he wasn't interested in exactly pledging his loyalties anywhere. "I'm just lookin' around, see. Are there more of ya' or what?" Maybe this was clan territory as well.