love and war ✧ joining

[arcy]

The tiny claws clutching at Ash's shoulders provide a familiar, comforting weight as he treads through the paw-deep water. It's nice, spending time in the water again. The savannah's stubbed tail wags behind him all throughout. He's excited, honestly -- I mean, this had never been part of the plan, but it's not like Ash had a plan in the first place. He'd just sort of ... set out, without any real expectations and a little angry pika. He'd been getting kind of ... tired, around the time he'd heard about clans or whatever they were. There was only so long you could go without a destination or end goal before you just got sick of it, which was probably why so many people inevitably returned to the tiny seaside group. Ash didn't really want to be one of those people -- Pallet was tiny and restricting and Ash wanted to get better. He loved his hometown, and his mom, he wasn't just gonna abandon them, but in the meantime, Ash had at least some goal. (mostly, to prove himself so he can brag about it to Gary, but that's besides the point)
Ash steps onto the island without grace. He exits the water and then immediately makes to shake the water off of himself, one paw at a time. He didn't like the feel of the sand, and the savannah grumbles, agitated. One top of his head, the tiny yellow pika giggles at his plight, to which Ash decides it isn't worth it and this entire place is covered in sand. The savannah shakes his head, and a few steps later, plops into a sitting position. The Typhoon -- pirates!! Ash wasn't sure how he'd like it, he didn't even intend to stay here forever. As much as Ash was sure he'd like the connections and training, once he'd had his fun, he'd probably leave. Ash had always been restless, unwilling to stay confined to one place for too long. (that didn't mean Ash wouldn't be loyal for the time he was here -- they weren't anything special, though. When Ash properly devoted himself to something, he'd be at it whole-heartedly until he was just ... done)
However, it's after just a few minutes of sitting and waiting that Ash is already impatient. He'd been told that it shouldn't take long for people to show up, right? But he hadn't seen anybody? Or had they just not noticed Ash's presence? Which would be kind of hard to do, his dark fur stark against the sand. Oh, well if that wasn't enough, he'd just have to announce himself.
"Hell-oo!!! Is anybody theree!!" The savannah hollers, a strange combo of 'hopeful/friendly' and 'impatient/brash'. Who knows how he did that. But it happened. With this done, Ash huffs. Now ... another few minutes. Pikachu, the tiny yellow Pika, sits at his paws now, and Ash looks at it ruefully. "It won't take too long, will it?" He whines. Pikachu looks up at him and shrugs unhelpfully, before going back to surveying. Well, at least the rodent was doing anything at all.
//its 3am sorry lmfao

[glow=black,2,300]all these memories that we've made made[/glow]