The glitches were getting out of control. The patched tom watched as a rainbow of tattoos flickered in and out of existence. Light Tribe had never been livelier. Well.... perhaps earlier. His thoughts rested on the way their old Silver, Qi, had past. The explosion had also stirred up some things. He tilted his head at it all. It was very strange. He quietly made his way to a puddle to check his reflection. He had to clean himself up. He quietly styled his hair. He loved it when it rained. Puddles made it so much easier to keep his looks up. He had an image to maintain. His eyes glancing at his tattoo. It too flickered. He watched it go from gold to pink and back again. He pondered if it was the glitchiness that was causing it or his own mixed feelings about being a deputy. He swiftly licked his paw to get a stray hair in place.
His eyes scanned his visage as he checked his teeth for any left overs from breakfast. He raised a brow at his tattoo. It