goldie was a wreck, to say the least. she never stopped moving. she kept walking around everywhere and doing literally anything she could do to keep herself busy. the little girl was already overworking herself. she couldn't understand her feelings. she'd never felt like this before and it hurt so bad. but, she was trying to ignore it. maybe it would go away if she just ignored it. she didn't know what else to do, anyway. it felt awful.

she had run out of things to do and was walking all about frantically, when she scented something familiar. the snowbound, and more specifically, mister jacob. she instantly stopped and blinked for a few moments before quickly moving towards him. she missed him deeply and quite honestly wanted to see him now more than ever. she actually was nearly running towards him. her upset expression turned a little lighter. as she got close, though, she noticed something. a little rubber ducky that looked like papa. he...he didn't know.

her expression instantly dropped and she gritted her teeth, now running towards jacob in an attempt to hug him. she didn't even notice the cookies he brought. if he let her hug him, she would hide his face in him, silent tears running down it. she didn't know what to say. she kind of felt bad that she just ran towards him and cried on him with no explanation, but she couldn't speak. she didn't know how to say it. but, she ought to try. she owed him that. "h-he's...he's g-g-go-gone..." her voice was a whisper.

IF LOOKS COULD KILL ✧ Vanessa Carlysle - The Typhoon

Vanessa had arrived to the scene right after Goldie had, a frown on her delicate features. She would stand next to the young girl, pressing against her side, attempting to comfort her. She would then speak to Jacob. "If you're looking for Pincher, he's gone. We don't know what happened, we just found them some time ago." Vanessa said, both of her ears drooping downward in sadness.

the girl felt a little better when mister jacob wrapped his paws around her, allowing her tense muscles to relax slightly. she felt comforted just by his presence, along with vanessa's as she arrived and helped explain the situation. but, then mister jacob didn't understand. maybe she should have worded it better. she didn't like to say it so straightforward, though. it hurt. she didn't want to think about it like that. his confusion only made it hurt worse, though. he wasn't coming back.

"n-no, he's...h-he bled ou-out. i-in th-the mi-middle o-of th-the n-night. i-i c-could've sa-saved him if i h-had just been aw-awake. i'm s-sorry, m-mister jacob. i'm s-s-so, s-so sorry." the girl's pain was clear in her quiet voice. she still didn't flat out say that he was dead, but she hoped that her wording made more sense now. she couldn't say that he died. she couldn't. she didn't want to admit it. she felt so bad about it. she knows she could have saved him.

ROXANNE CARTER ✧ CREWMATE — THE TYPHOON — TAGS[/color]

Losing Pinch still stung. Roxanne would make her way over standing next to Vanessa only to blink at Jacob though she refrained from making any comments about the guy being dense. She refused to but hearing what Goldie said next made her ears flatten themselves against her cranium, she would sit down letting out a soft breath and staring down at her paws, unsheathing and sheathing her pink claws.

ROXANNE CARTER ✧ CREWMATE — THE TYPHOON — TAGS[/color]

She felt the fur along her spine pickle hearing what Caesar was saying to Jacob, she could feel anger boiling her blood and she knew she couldn't take it anymore. Even if it wasn't directed to her it pissed her off how Caesar acted like he ran the place and said such horrible things to people. With a swift flap of her wings, Roxanne aimed to pin Caesar against the ground roughly with her eyepatch falling off of her head revealing the bubblegum pupil that was her left eye. She stated at him coldly with a sudden poison lacing her words attempting to dig her claws into his chest "If you don't do yourself a goddamn favor and royally shut the fuck up. . . I'll tear into you right now and then we'll see if you're fucking yellow on the inside too, Caesar." The way she said his name was bitter and awfully cold though she wasn't kidding nor would she be taking anymore of this yellow fucks bullshit. Pincher's death had devastated his family and friends, Jacob was one of Pincher's friends and well, Caesar deciding to mess with someone like that in that way made her angry. She wanted to dig her claws further but she resisted and would remove herself from him, her eyes a pair of dangerous slits daring Caesar to say something else "Fuck off, Caesar." She finally growled peeling her lips back to reveal sharp teeth.