trouble on the horizon }} typhoon on the island + tanglewoods arrival

[Alexandre]

— alexandre f.m.r

Beating wings continued as the other remained still, not falling for his physical taunt. Alexandre growled underneath their breath. So, the blind one could tell, couldn't they? The vampiric feline did not attempt to stop their winged taunt, but instead let their mind swirl. If there was no chance of a physical show, why not something verbal? Silver-tongued as a snake, the approach shifted.

"How do you know I'm facing you, sightseer"? came their mocking tone. "Who says my attention is on you?" Seven could not know if there was someone else around. Alexandre could be talking to another Typhooner, after all. Using Seven's blindness to their advantage, Alexandre manipulated the perspective of what occurred previously and shifted it elsewhere.