<div class="floatleft">(http://orig11.deviantart.net/e7a7/f/2014/146/1/e/1e990787187ea3d8a67c81b682fc25a6-d7jvjzg.jpg)</div>Name: Misha Petrov<br/>Time: Morning<br/>Location: Living Quarters<br/>Tagging: Sleyn, Serenity, Millicent, Ezekiel, Noel<br/>Notes: ~<br/><hr/><br/>Along with Ezekiels help, Misha helped Sleyn down to the bottom of the stairs, though not really seeming all to phased by the whole thing. If anything, the little notion of his tail sagging ever so slightly at the disappointment of not dragging his 'friend' down the stairs. But his thoughts remained on the words the white haired youth spoke, and the husky noted down that the other could speak a lot. With a slight chuckle as a response to the animal eared girl remark, Misha couldn't help but to wonder how the younger boy would react meeting a so called animal eared girl he had in mind.<br/><br/>"Well, lets just say there are a few more asides from me, and the rat here." Misha mused as he nudged his shoulder a bit to shake Sleyn a bit. The silver blue hues watched the scene unfold as they tried to absorb as much details as they could, before stepping closer to his animal eared brethren, and wrapping an arm around his back and shoulders even tighter, and pulling him in for perhaps a painfully friendly embrace, before looking over at the group of humans that had gathered around them.<br/><br/>"Welcome to Wonderland!" Misha found himself saying, with his free arm comically stretched to one side, after Noel came to the scene with her questions of this being an asylum. Though, the husky eared youth, hoped that by the way he jokingly poked his tongue out at the group. Though, despite the fact he wanted to continue to make his animal eared friend uncomfortable, he let go, before giving the group just a warm, almost gentle smile.<br/><br/>"To answer some of the questions I remember... My name is Misha." The dog eared young man spoke,before giving Ezekiel a teasing grin. "And yes, there is also a girl who is like us." The silver haired spoke, gesturing to himself, and the brunette, rat eared individual. "This isn't an Asylum, not is it an institute. We here like to call it Prison." And if it weren't for the fact how easily those words rolled out of his tongue, it perhaps would have seemed like Misha was joking, even more so due to the smile never really seeming to fade.<br/><br/>"There are a few things everyone should keep in mind, but I think it's best to tell you all about it after we have all eaten! It's no fun to be all serious on an empty stomach." The husky spoke, with a firm nod, before just taking a step in the right direction towards his destination. "Sleyn here might not be up for answering questions, but I might be pretty easily convinced after a meal. Who's hungry?"