[ For Snake, the ship is definitely too stifling at this point. Even the mini colony doesn't feel right. It's not home, it's not where he's supposed to be, and while that's been the case every since the Ingress brought him out into the far reaches of space, it's so much more intense now.
He's driven by the urge to move, to run, as if he can somehow get away from these unfamiliar instincts that have dug their claws into him. Which is saying nothing of the fact that he has his own claws now, that he's living as a stranger in his own body. The Moira has gotten him into a lot of situations where he didn't resemble himself: turning his arm to glass, aging him a good twenty-five years... but this takes the cake.
The worst part is that Snake doesn't feel entirely in control of his own mind right now, driven instead by baser needs that force him out of control, which is something he hates. It only causes his anger to mount, and as he wanders the colony he looks about ready to pounce someone, until...
He spots someone else who's like him, or has at least been forced into a similar form. It's impossible for Snake to know who it is, but there's a sense of calm that crashes into him almost instantly. This is what he's been looking for, one of his own kind (and for a moment he forgets that he's not actually supposed to be like this). After a shocked pause, he moves toward the other wolf creature, eyes widening slightly in curiosity.
He is, of course, still half-prepared for this to turn into a fight. ]
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He's driven by the urge to move, to run, as if he can somehow get away from these unfamiliar instincts that have dug their claws into him. Which is saying nothing of the fact that he has his own claws now, that he's living as a stranger in his own body. The Moira has gotten him into a lot of situations where he didn't resemble himself: turning his arm to glass, aging him a good twenty-five years... but this takes the cake.
The worst part is that Snake doesn't feel entirely in control of his own mind right now, driven instead by baser needs that force him out of control, which is something he hates. It only causes his anger to mount, and as he wanders the colony he looks about ready to pounce someone, until...
He spots someone else who's like him, or has at least been forced into a similar form. It's impossible for Snake to know who it is, but there's a sense of calm that crashes into him almost instantly. This is what he's been looking for, one of his own kind (and for a moment he forgets that he's not actually supposed to be like this). After a shocked pause, he moves toward the other wolf creature, eyes widening slightly in curiosity.
He is, of course, still half-prepared for this to turn into a fight. ]