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[pallid-i]

He never really got to introduce himself before he disappeared, but that was okay. Skeleton Key was fine with disappearing for a bit to return in a better light. There wouldn't be any idiot to attack him while he rested, that was for sure. At least, the rotting corpse hoped so anyways.

The rotting dragon had made his way to the island he had first made contact with, only to notice halfway in swimming over there that it was.. disgusting. An eruption. So he stopped and turned, bleating rather loudly to get any form of attention.

[bubblegum]

[pallid-i]

He heard someone call out to him and then call him a fool, and the male frowned. His legs were starting to hurt, but he swam on to where he heard the feminine voice. He remembered the face that came with the voice, and he felt some dread build up within him. She had been the one to defend the asshole that attacked him, and that shit had been painful... "I didn't know your island went to shit." He bleated, looking exhausted as he came upon dry land and slumping down. "Don't attack me.. I'm not food."

[MYNTHE]

Strangers were never a welcoming sight to Mynthe. At this point she had gotten used to seeing familiar faces around the place, had every face memorized enough for her to make out who was a stranger and who wasn't. This guy was most certainly a stranger. She had been resting on the shore with her eyes tightly closed, body heaving though ears still lifted in alert. She didn't trust them completely still, not yet, so she kept highly alert when she was asleep most the time. The first sound for her to make out was bleating which made her grumble in annoyance though she didn't think anything of it at first. The thylacine shifted in her place in the sand, making it surround her frame. Frankly she was comfortable and under no circumstances did she want to even think about moving her place. The sunlight warmed her pelt and it was just overall a perfect day for relaxation even if in hindsight she was still cautious and alert.

She ignored the bleating for some time before hearing the yelling voice of Goldenluxury, eyes finally opening though begrudgingly. Lazily she turned onto her stomach and peered towards the stranger, a low growl emitting from her jaws. Swiftly Mynthe made her way to Goldenluxury's side, looking at Skeleton Key with distrust though she wouldn't attack yet. Every lap he swam closer to them made her more and more tensed up, muscles bunching as she got ready to attack just in case. Instead of speaking, she said nothing and watched him slump up on the shore in front of them.

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[bubblegum]

[pallid-i]

He lifts an eyebrow and looks over to Mynthe, staring at her with an glowing orbs. Her body language betrayed her thoughts, and even his muscles bunched up as he expected something to happen. He didn't want to get attacked again, and this time, he would strike back. Pain was not very ideal at the moment. Then Goldie spoke up and the tension in his muscles relaxed before he begrudgingly got back up, groaning softly as his bones popped. Of course there would be things to discuss.. He had been here for a short time, but he had business. Everything was business.

"Yeah, okay. I gotta get a bite to eat first. Fill this rotting stomach of mine."