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Leandar wandered about in the tunnels, despite being a hallowmarian through and through, living in the desert his whole life, he still did not know the tunnels avidly. There were always tunnels falling down and being rebuilt, similar to the shifting sands below which they were built. Upon coming to a fork, unbeknownst to him, Leandar would also make the same right that Kobold had, ending up in the same chamber. The wildcat was taken aback, it was rare to see another animal in the tunnels due to their expansiveness. "Hey there," he said, plopping down across from the tunnel-digging mole.

Leandar could do nothing as a look of pure confusion flashed across his face, "I had no idea that people actually live down here, I thought the underground tunnels were simply for transportation and a nice place to hideout from the sun." The wildcat's thoughts were now focused on the sun, and he wondered if it was still out. Leandar had been wandering in the tunnels for hours, he had found on his subterranean journey, many a yummy morsel. "At any rate, I'm a hallowmarian, I grew up in these tunnels, exploring...." His eyes turned from their focus on the mole, and became distant as he thought of his time in the tunnels as a kitten.

Leandar shook Kobold's hand, standing up on two feet as a bipedal as he was occasionally inclined to do, "The name's Leandar..." Withdrawing his paw, Leandar rubbed the back of his head thoughtfully before returning to four feet. That guy's probably the reason why I've never been crushed in here, the Wildcat had never thought about the possibility of being crushed in here until this moment; he cringed slightly. Shaking his head in order to remove the thought from his head.

Leandar smiled, the mole's words did indeed provide him with a higher degree of comfort. "How good are you at actually making tunnels, not just repairing them?" The wildcat had a curious gleam in his eye, the question, random as it seemed, certainly had a purpose, but whether or not Leandar elaborated on it was dependent on Kobold's answer.

Leandar let out a deep, hardy chuckle. "That's what I like to hear." In an act of friendship, the wildcat slapped the mole on the back, although he hadn't made sure to retract his claws, and accidentally ended up scratching the mole as he moved his hand back. Leandar didn't notice though, he simply continued his speech. "The Hallomarian Court. A group whose soul purpose is to protect Hallowmarl. I think it would be fun... like a club."

Leandar took a step forward, his eyes locked on the mole. "I am indeed, you sir would be, if you so choose, our scout. Your digging skills would allow you to spy on our enemies, and you likely know the tunnel system better than anyone." The adrenaline of describing the idea passed, and the Wildcat took a single step backward, returning to where he was before.

Leandar smirked, allowing his pearly whites to be visible. Without replying, the wildcat walked over to the the nearest wall, and he inscribed on it what he would explain to Kobold is the symbol of the Hallowmarian Court. "There is a ceremony involved, one that I hope you will be apart of, look upon our symbol, and repeat after me." The wildpart, partly for dramatic silence, partly for time to think. This whole ceremony was being made up on the fly. "I-vow-to protect and serve the denizens of Hallowmarl-with all my might." The hedonistic cat was having fun, it was in his nature to create new things in order to remain entertained, but perhaps this one new construct would be useful to others.


[ooc: the symbol x]