07-03-2018, 06:31 PM
Pincher didn't really expect creatures to stumble into the Typhoon so easily as one would in any other territory. The island was isolated quite far from the main lands, connected by an outstretched length of land that was covered by railroad tracks. The only way one could reach the island and only get minimunly wet was going through this path and this allowed for checking "borders" a lot more easier. Was this due to the Captain not desiring to always be chasing after trespassers? Yes, it was and it honestly took a lot of weight off his shoulders when his paranoia crept in to remind him of the possible threats that may destroy whatever peace was lingering ove the Typhoon. He had gone out from checking in on Goldie to observe what had rang the bells, his sensitive hearing catches the loud rings and leading the canine to step through long slopes of sand to follow the sound, his paws gently kicking up grains of sand as the scent of his son caught his attention and he picked up his pace. Despite Coldblue holding a certain disdain for him, he still loved his son and wanted to make sure that his safety was never threatened by strangers.
As he finally reached the two figures, the broad-shouldered charcoal colored canine went to slip beside the smaller figure of the Roux, leaning closer to the side of his son in a protective manner as his piercing cyan arctic blue eyes locked onto the odd-looking stranger. What the fuck? Why the hell did someone have an actual paperbag for their face...and goggles? He had heard the little mocking phrase that only hideous creatures wore paperbags to hide their unflattering facial features but the immortal being knew better than to jump to conclusions. Perhaps it soothed the strange looking creature? Or maybe there was something hidden beneath the bag that was not from this world and he was simply protecting it. Who the hell knew and Pincher's fictional eyebrows furrowed as he remained silent for now so that Planecrash would be able to explain his reasoning on ringing the bells for their attention.
As he finally reached the two figures, the broad-shouldered charcoal colored canine went to slip beside the smaller figure of the Roux, leaning closer to the side of his son in a protective manner as his piercing cyan arctic blue eyes locked onto the odd-looking stranger. What the fuck? Why the hell did someone have an actual paperbag for their face...and goggles? He had heard the little mocking phrase that only hideous creatures wore paperbags to hide their unflattering facial features but the immortal being knew better than to jump to conclusions. Perhaps it soothed the strange looking creature? Or maybe there was something hidden beneath the bag that was not from this world and he was simply protecting it. Who the hell knew and Pincher's fictional eyebrows furrowed as he remained silent for now so that Planecrash would be able to explain his reasoning on ringing the bells for their attention.
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