Yo.

[Basch]

With a couple muttering footsteps a somewhat brawny skunk with the typical black coat, white stripe and head-fur, saunters over with a pair of paws in fretted pockets. Pulling a shabby blue smoke pack from his blue jeans, he pops a tight cigarette butt up, grips it with his muzzle and sticks the pack back into his pocket. A sharp click, flicker of fire and the seared tip smoulders with a crispy whisper. His arm sweeps a easy wave. "Yo. I'm Basch. What's going on with you?"

[Anastashia Sage]

Hellos and Welcome. I hope you enjoy it here.

[Basch]

Thanks, I feel at home already.