ENGINES PUMPING AND THUMPING IN TIME || open, founding

[Deutschland]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 580px; min-height: 9px; line-height:115%; text-align: justify; padding: 10px"]This felt really strange, and he still was hesitant about everything. He used to be the type of person who would lead small groups to foreign lands. It felt unnatural for him to finally be a follower. At least with Feliciano, he could say they were equals as they traveled together. It wasn't the first time he had been alone with Feliciano. Still, every time, he craved the company of a Clan. There was strength in numbers, after all, and he was in a whole new environment. He had never been one for snow. He liked cold weather, but this was a little too much. He'd live, he'd adapt, but that didn't mean he wouldn't complain about it.

He's seen a lot, too, but he never would have imagined he would have come under the leadership of a unicorn. All his past leaders had been feline. Sure, he had seen plenty more strange things, but in the group he had led, there was not a lot of mythical creatures.

There sounded like there was a story behind this journey. There was something about some ... one telling them to go here. He didn't care about that. He just needed a safe place to think over the recent events that had pulled him away from his comforting home in a redwood forest. The caves felt familiar. He's been in caves before, but he couldn't remember when.

Deutschland snorted. He wasn't even sure if he wanted to stay with these people. He was guided by ulterior motives. He didn't hold any fellowship with the rest of the group, though he supposed he did respect Leigh for taking them this far. "Thanks." The German shepherd would murmur toward Leigh as he walked past the unicorn to go further into the cave. Being polite never hurt, especially when it seemed that Leigh would be his supervisor from now on. Deutschland quickly grew discontent with exploring the cave, gritting his teeth as his stomach clenched with hunger. He didn't want to show any weakness, and he really also didn't want to admit he was feeling a bit homesick.

Homesick ... homesick for what? He couldn't even remember the name of the group he used to lead! He considered himself pretty damn lucky to have even remembered how to speak in English and to know he had a mate. His blue eyes glittered and flickered side to side, hoping that his companion Feliciano would meet up with him. So far, he wasn't really feeling hopeful.