LOCATION: Tarzan's Jungle MUSE: Martin "Bagheera" Moreno STATUS: Closed | @junglewalked
After his last incident with the portals, Martin has learned his lessons. They sometimes lead to somewhere dangerous, like the Fucking North Pole. As much as he ended up enjoying himself, the werejaguar still had no intention of repeating that sort of shenanigan... So this time, he was careful, finding a portal that leads to relatively similar environments, and ended up in another jungle. Different plants and different scents in the air as his home, but it has the similar climate. He stalks the foreign land in his jaguar form, carrying the bag of his belongings on his back, getting the lay of the land.
Climbing up on a tree branch, the jaguar stretches his limbs and back. Scratches the tree bark to sharpen his claws lazily. This isn't too bad, he thinks. Just as he thinks he should take a nap or something, a set of footsteps catches his ears. His golden eyes find a stranger, a human, walking through the jungle. Oh, good, a local. Martin reaches out his paw to sign 'wait' before switching back to human. The sounds of bones shifting cannot be pleasant and he ends up naked but, it is what it is. "Wait, uh, don't freak out," he says, quickly putting on his underwear first. "You're from around here, yeah? I'm, uh, from another jungle beyond one of those weird portals. Exploring and shit." He regrets immediately for saying 'shit' to someone he just met. "I just wanted to ask where this place is and, uh, what's good around here?"















