WE’RE CAUGHT IN A WAVE | JOINING

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Pincher had seen many beached sea animals before and it actually tore at his heart...or well, wherever it was in the ocean at the moment. He wasn't sure why but he had a bigger empathetic range for sea animals than he did for animals that roamed the land that weren't his family or friends. Perhaps it was due to the rarity of seeing one die although there was the exception of seafood that he was prone to eating but orcas? Those creatures held an intelligence and deep connection to family that he respected because hell, pods held a more caring family belief than his father and mother, broken and torn by hatred for each other. Besides, he had always wondered what the ocean had to offer with it covering so much of the world, it's inhabitants filling its levels of pressure and water.

He knew orcas tended to migrate quite often especially during breeding time, a usual sight in the Typhoon waters though it was rather shocking to see them during the summertime, Pincher supposed that perhaps they were in a hurried rush to return to the mainly frigid waters that were laced with ice and expansive glaciers. He had traveled those waters before, the bitter winter had almost killed him when he had been forced to remain in his father's gang as they bounced from various locations of the world until Pincher could no longer tolerate it. Now the tropical lush island was his home and despite the yearning to travel and finds new territories to mark in his maps, he remained here alongside his crew to see who they would become in history.

The tsunami had been an impactful event for not just the island but the creatures that dwelled in the volcanic fertile earth. It had struck when Pincher had noticed expected, a cursed earthquake in the sea floor causing the impactful force to stretch out to become a towering beast of salt water, towering over everyone and striking them down with no fear. He had seen some members become injured while others had gone missing like his sibling, Roxanne. The only thing that comes out of the impact being her torn wings floating and it had horrified Pincher to the point he felt a mental tsunami strike his confidence. Was this all his fault? Had he pulled everyone into the meeting that was far from security? Pincher felt his stomach turn and twist at the questions that began to plague his cunning mind, tearing down whatever walls he had built as the sleek figure of the canine trudged through the flooded grounds of the beach, faded cyan blue eyes cast to stare for anything that he may find items that could possibly still be saved.

Then he heard voices and it caused Pincher to snap out of his haze of dwelling in his thoughts, large velvety ears pricked with attention as he rushed towards the mingled voices and scents of his crewmates. Did they find someone? Did they find Roxanne? His breath hitched when he arrived to the scene, crystalline electric blue gaze fluttering first to the large beached orca that appeared still. Dead. Crushed by the weight of gravity on the lungs, a painful way to die and Pincher felt his ears drawback at the idea of that ever occurring to him as he took a few steps closer. His attention then appeared to be captured by a child, one that had markings that matched the fallen sea creature and appeared to be in a state of grief as he grew closer, halting briefly beside his crew before stepping forward to delicately reach out a cinnamon brown paw to softly press against the flank of the kitten. "It isn't safe here. There's a lot of dangerous sea creatures and we are going to need to get to higher ground unless we want to become chum for them. If you want you can ride on my back. I'm Pinch." Pinch was a simple short form of his nickname for children and he hoped the little girl would accept as he blinked, hoping that nothing dangerous lurked nearby but even then, he sure as hell wasn't going to leave the child alone.

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