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As always, he was right. Duh. Immortal stopped walking when he was able to see Bastillepaw's face and let shorter cat close the distance. He adjusted his hat, a smirk growing on his face. Internally, he hoped whoever else lived around the place was more exciting than this kid in their greeting. "Ay, yeah. I figured this was someone's land." It really wasn't too hard to miss, of course it obviously hadn't mattered, anyway. He glanced from the scars to Bast's coin, with a slight tilt of his head. It was probably rude to ask before even introducing himself, so he brought his gaze back up. "Straight to business, then. I'm looking to hang around here. Y'know, join the ranks. Whatever." He set a paw on his chin, eyes narrowing slightly. "What, uh, what do I have to do for that? Some kind of loyalty pledge? You'll obviously need my name, so before you even ask, Immortalhd Coruscare. You can call me HD, whatever." He moved his paw from his chin as he spoke, gesturing absentmindedly before pointing himself and then pressing his paw back against the grass.

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