IT COMES WITH A COST — MONROE

CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently single. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓

❝ YOUR HEART IS A BOTTOMLESS ABYSS — DEEPER THAN YOU'D LIKE TO ADMIT ❞

Pincher didn't know why he was here. And frankly struggled in believing it was alright to leave his crew unattended. But he trusted his assistant deputies could hold the fort while he went out for a nightly "visit" to Sunhaven as there tensions that he was tempted to diffuse and hopefully convince. He was a prideful stubborn idiot, filled with the belief that he shouldn't be the one jumping out to request someone's attention but he was also an impatient bastard for progress. Perhaps it was because he enjoyed things going his way and that there were no flaws but life was dirty and messy and sadly, he had to adjust to whatever unpredictable event happened. The one with Sunhaven had been the raptor drama, the merchants clearly enraged with the raptors that roamed the same island that he lived in with alongside his crewmates. Part of him could understand their anger, he would certainly be if the tables were turned with the same situation but at the same time he expressed frustration about being accused of the crimes of creatures that didn't even know what they had done was wrong, their reptilian brains not really able to grasp at the social shit that most conscious minds could.

His long forked tongue flicked out in the dark heavy lazy air, the mixture of summer and fall blending together to create a rather dense yet crisp atmosphere. He enjoyed spring and summer more as he was born in the more tropical warmer climate types than the freezing tops of towering mountains. It had been quite a travel but he had managed to reach the border of Sunhaven, instantly allowing his muscular form to slip into a cloak of invisibility with his icy blue gaze locked onto the town that edged the lazy water. The demigod stepped deeper into the territory until he slipped through the houses, half-lidded vibrant glacier blue gaze narrowing as the scent of Monroe as strongest in a home and Pincher could guess that was his. Rolling his tattooed shoulders, the male allowed himself to slip through with his intagibility before switching off the powers as the male glanced around the home as he rumbled "Monroe? Aye, fucker you around?" He hoped the hybrid wouldn't freak out upon seeing him although Pincher was ready for either a calm interaction or an intense wildfire of anger from the other leader.

[member=1806]MONROE[/member]

❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — DEMIGOD — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞

MONROE

MALE — SUNHAVEN — HELION — HARD

Even though the mutated creature of shark and feline had no ill bonds toward the Typhoon in general he couldn't allow for his clan to be continuously murdered because of feral beasts that no one tried to reign in. They'd killed two of his own and for that he couldn't forgive straight away and then their was that Typhoon member of theirs who insisted and claimed that they were not in the wrong for what they had did. His smug face sitting there and claiming that if they didn't want to be eaten in their own home they better not walk alone. A leader did not take threats like that without a serious notion behind it and Owen had already shown himself to be incompetent and also uncaring of what the raptors did to other groups. He probably wouldn't have cared if the beast attacked one of their allies because they were his 'girls'. The idea had not settled well with the Helion and seeing the raptors attack a Typhoon member had solidified how he felt on the matter at all. So he'd denounced the Typhoon to keep his people safe and to wait for the threat to pass. Only if it ever passed then Persephone was killed by the raptors who had come with Owen and they had attacked them. The Helion was well aware of what had happened and he felt sick to his stomach. But he was too weak from the last encounter to do anything and still not well now.

Hearing a voice call him a fucker from in his bedroom made the creature stir, cold breath slipping from slightly parted jaws like fog that slipped along the ground. Pearl colored eyes peered sleepily from his blankets and he pushed them back, numb body stepping out from under them as he jumped from his bed and walked his way toward the living room area. There he stood and the male scrunched up his nose for a moment as he sat down, fin lightly thumping against the wooden floor of his home. "Ya know, there is a thing called knockin'." His voice was gruff as he tilted his head a bit and stared at the Typhoon leader. Why was he here anyway? Looking at him didn't make the Helion any happier than he was a few minutes ago and he sighed with a huff, exhaling a biting cold before he shrugged his shoulders. "What ya want? And I hope it's tae apologize for the blood spilled by ya member and his damn crazed beasts." He lifted a paw and touched at the pearls around his neck, shifting them just slightly before he swallowed and relaxed himself.

[member=66]PINCHER[/member]

#psychosocial.