Hoshor Plains ommatophoca

Each step was carefully placed as the lanky Sumac wandered through the gathering. This was still just so overwhelming! He'd reluctantly left Easy's side at her insistence he make some new acquaintances while she and Kukutux continued to converse. A daunting task for the shy, newly-lone 'Mac. 

So many voices added to the chorus that droned incessantly in his ears; so many sights... Right now, it was just all a bit too much to take in. Swallowing hard, he hastened himself to the periphery of the camp, desperately seeking to gather his bearings in quieter surrounds.

He was so adamant about slipping away unnoticed that he barely noticed the dark, crouched figure until he nearly stumbled over her.

"Oh! I-I'm so s-sorry; d-didn't see you there," he stuttered, lowering his head and tail politely, "I'm j-just looking for... for a place to think."

Great... 'Mac thought. He was absolutely terrible at first impressions in his mind, and here he was once again not only stumbling over words, but practically stumbling over strangers as well!