Please forgive me when I say I'm sorry + open, joiner

Fraggle honestly hadn't been around long enough to truly form an opinion on Damion just yet, but this particular incident wasn't pushing things towards the positives. When the other's gravelly tone loomed above him, the rabbit found himself tensing up, fear in his blue gaze as he glanced upwards. His annoyance and worry only grew as venom dripped from the other's jaws, just barely managing to miss the boy's golden pelt. With a shudder, Fragglerock was quick to hop away from the other, and closer to Arlo. Both Aesior and Arlo's presences served as comforts to the youngling, and with Aesior clearly frustrated by the posturing going on, Arlo was essentially the rabbit's metaphorical "shield." As a result of this, Frag easily returned the smile that the vanguard offered him, glad to hear that he hadn't done anything wrong. The wariness was understandable, but driving potential members away would only make them weaker... right?

Turning his gaze back to Mercury himself, Fraggle tried to smooth things out by offering the other a small smile. The cheetah was clearly uneasy about the fact that he was practically surrounded, but he wasn't about to just be attacked for no reason... at least the rabbit hoped he wouldn't be. Feeling more confident and secure at Arlo's side, Frag once again spoke up, taking the opportunity to introduce himself, "You should definitely stay, if you can help out... we're a good group, I promise! My name's Fragglerock, but you can just call me Fraggle, like Arlo did. I don't really have any kind of special rank..." Well, he knew that he was technically a pebbleclaw, but that didn't really mean he was special. It just meant that he was one of the young members of The Golden Eye, and he was fine with that. He didn't want any "fancy title" too soon, since he didn't want to disappoint.

[glow=#4c2c1c,2,300]YOU CAN WRAP MY BRAIN IN [abbr=tags]PLASTIC[/abbr][/glow]