06-24-2018, 04:04 AM
Pincher was starving. He had not been able to grab a bite of food for quite a while now, the day being dragged out by paperwork and duties of leadership. Sometimes it exhausted Pincher to the point he would just remain in his chair with his head buried under messy stacks of papers. It only became worse due to the constant multitasking he was placing himself due to noticing the rise of members. Joiner names were being written down in quick scribbles, his vibrant electric blue gaze bouncing back and forth to different sheets of ivory white papers as he gnawed on the end of a cigarette, the thin swirls of smoke dancing into the air before disappearing. He inhaled some through his nose before letting it puff out like a dragon as he begun to sink into his thoughts about the future. Despite busying himself with work, Pincher always had time to daydream, his mind stringing up to a cloud in the sky to allow there to be moments of clarity. He hummed softly as he debated on possible events that might be interesting for the Typhoon but before he could completely immerse herself into the thoughts of creativity, a loud growl of his stomach began to drag him out and he fell back into reality.
Fucking hell, he was hungry. He raised a cinnamon brown paw to grip at his stomach while leaning away from his desk and pressing his back against the comfortably leather chair. Perhaps, he should go find something to eat. With a soft sigh, he cracked open his jaws widely to quickly swallow the cigarette due to being too lazy to go find an ashtray to kill it. Stepping off the chair, the young Captain stalked out of the room with his ears twitching once he reached the outside. Loud shrieks of seagulls and gusty howling winds seemed to be only thing happening except a few members socializing or returning from hunts. He glanced at what they had caught, mostly fish and crabs but that wasn't exactly what he was craving. Then the thought of biting into a canine sounded rather satisfying to him. Ever since he had been forced into cannibalism by his father, Pincher's appetite had never been the same. His salmon pink tongue drew itself over his muzzle before the doberman simply gave his ink black head a shake and headed towards Capricorn tavern to see if anything interesting was there.
[member=901]ROXANNE C.[/member]
Fucking hell, he was hungry. He raised a cinnamon brown paw to grip at his stomach while leaning away from his desk and pressing his back against the comfortably leather chair. Perhaps, he should go find something to eat. With a soft sigh, he cracked open his jaws widely to quickly swallow the cigarette due to being too lazy to go find an ashtray to kill it. Stepping off the chair, the young Captain stalked out of the room with his ears twitching once he reached the outside. Loud shrieks of seagulls and gusty howling winds seemed to be only thing happening except a few members socializing or returning from hunts. He glanced at what they had caught, mostly fish and crabs but that wasn't exactly what he was craving. Then the thought of biting into a canine sounded rather satisfying to him. Ever since he had been forced into cannibalism by his father, Pincher's appetite had never been the same. His salmon pink tongue drew itself over his muzzle before the doberman simply gave his ink black head a shake and headed towards Capricorn tavern to see if anything interesting was there.
[member=901]ROXANNE C.[/member]
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