MONA LISA -- open, joining

[london r.]

The clouded leopard had expected someone to find her already, or that she would find them, but it appeared as if no one was there. There was a scent of many creatures, but surely they couldn't all have spontaneously decided to take a nap? She became just the slightest bit unfocused, which made it rather startling to be stumbled upon without realizing it. London had believed she'd see whoever were to find her, or at least scent their approach, but it seemed as though neither of those two things would were to happen. The smell of candy hit her nostrils, but to the girl, it just seemed as though perhaps she had suddenly developed a craving for the sweet, sugary goodness. It wouldn't be the first time. But no, the scent was not a figment of her imagination, it was in fact quite real. Just like the not quite friendly tone of voice that met her startled ears, causing the girl's head to shoot up. And there he was, Killua. This stranger must be part of the clan/tribe thing she had come here to join what a relief!

It was strange how similar this guy appeared to be to her. The albinism, the startling blue eyes. Sure, he was a serval, and his pelt was as white as snow, quite unlike her spotted pattern. But still, they appeared to be somewhat similar, aside from these obvious disparities. He seemed quite unlike her though, personality-wise. "L-lost?" the girl would echo, trying to recover from the bewilderment of having someone watching her. How long had he been there anyway? Focus, London! "Oh, no, I don't believe so anyway. This is one of those new clans things right? I was actually looking to join. My name is London, it's lovely to meet you mister. Um, so are there any requirements to join? I'll try my best." the girl spoke, her British accent becoming rather obvious now that she had said more than just one word.