05-26-2022, 09:54 PM
A voice called his name and his gaze treaded to the side, only to look up at the towering wyvern with an equally complacent smile. Their height didn't bother him too much. The captain had seen his fair share of egotistical and tall animals across the seven seas. What was one more? As long as Corrupttimelines, the ambassador from Tanglewood, stepped no further and kept their paws away from the pirate, they would have no further issues. Instead, the wolf offered a hearty snort back. "Mm, same to you, boy," he answered. "I hoped to see some familiar faces." His gaze momentarily moved to Aesior, a stranger who meandered towards Corrupttimlines and sat down. A new member to the Tanglewood crowd, eh? "New figures aren't so bad either-" A paw jutted out towards Aesior and their newfound garden. "-especially ones who shit flowers." Stained teeth flashed towards the two, indicating his toilet humor was a mere joke. The wolf actually found the plants to be delightful.
Orange eyes shifted out towards the general crowd and surveyed them, finding Vale's usual mumbling and stumbling. The Pittian leader was of interest to the other. Ve always arrived in gruesome fashion fashion. This time as a tiger, rotting and reeking of Pittian stank. To no surprise, the Typhoon's captain had something to say in response with witty snark and a smirk donning his navy maw. "I quite like collecting names for the roster," he remarked. "Makes the job easier when I need to point a fool out." The Typhoon was usually took the brunt of the other clan's deeds, sadly. They had stayed out of trouble lately though. Nevertheless, better safe than sorry.
"'m afraid The Typhoon has not done much besides manage and flourish lately," came has general response towards the rest. "We have no fucks to give." Morrison merely shrugged. He was satisfied with that currently and chose to stay out of the messes others were making lately. "Sorry if that's not as exciting as you lot dreamed of," the leader quickly added on. His gaze moved to Vale specifically, offering ver a wink in particular.
Orange eyes shifted out towards the general crowd and surveyed them, finding Vale's usual mumbling and stumbling. The Pittian leader was of interest to the other. Ve always arrived in gruesome fashion fashion. This time as a tiger, rotting and reeking of Pittian stank. To no surprise, the Typhoon's captain had something to say in response with witty snark and a smirk donning his navy maw. "I quite like collecting names for the roster," he remarked. "Makes the job easier when I need to point a fool out." The Typhoon was usually took the brunt of the other clan's deeds, sadly. They had stayed out of trouble lately though. Nevertheless, better safe than sorry.
"'m afraid The Typhoon has not done much besides manage and flourish lately," came has general response towards the rest. "We have no fucks to give." Morrison merely shrugged. He was satisfied with that currently and chose to stay out of the messes others were making lately. "Sorry if that's not as exciting as you lot dreamed of," the leader quickly added on. His gaze moved to Vale specifically, offering ver a wink in particular.
CAPTAIN ⚓︎ MORRISON
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