07-07-2018, 05:58 PM
[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]For that moment she thought things were going to smoothly, that there would be no problems but she guessed she should have been more prepared. Nothing was every this easy anymore and ever since Texas showed up her life had spiraled into her own personal hell. She always had to be the best, always had to be in charge, always had to be number one. But every time she thought she was doing it right, making the best out of the situation she was given she was always there to take it away from her. She was no longer important, Texas was, she was no longer the captain of the team, Texas was, she was no longer number one, Texas was. As hard as she pushed, as hard as she tried and even as hard as she tried to push others it seemed even now things wouldn't go smoothly. Caboose's answer proved this to her and even though he spoke about understanding he hadn't said, sync. It led her to believe that he didn't know what was going on though she was proven correct when he turned to Church to ask him about what the objective was. Her muzzle parted, irritation clearing showing over her face as she was about to answer his question but there was no need to. Things got worse.
Her eyes cut to the figure that appeared before them and she frowned a bit. The walk here she thought she had smelled something, all of her sense were different and cataloging smells upon her arrival had been something she had taken note of so a scent had become familiar but she just didn't know why it was around them. Though that didn't matter because the minute he opened his mouth she grew angry, livid. Claws flexing in the ground as he tried to tell her that she couldn't build a base here because they weren't one of his precious members that he pretended to care so much about. Who was he to tell her that she couldn't do this? The purpose of building it so far away had been to get away from them. So that they would stop asking question and posing a problem to the job that they need to complete. Her muzzle curled, showing sharp teeth that were ready to sink into the flesh of Bastille at any given moment, her tail lashing back and forth and when he threatened her, her eyes widened and took on a unnatural glow to them as if something was trapped and contained. Her claws that wouldn't sheath themselves began to tap against the ground, steady yet slow as she breathed out harshly. There was no time for this, there was no time for pointless arguing when she was trying her damned hardest to stay away from them.
Why follow her? Why try to make a conflict out of nothing? Then another came up, the supposed 'Colonel' whom agreed although she had to guess that the other was his bettered. So he was just following the line of ranking in her own mind, noble but she couldn't care less about what was going on right now. And then more and more of them came forward, one accusing of her starting some issues and talking about how appalling it was to cut down some stupid trees. Her muzzle clenched then, too tightly, pain springing to life up along her jaw and she heard a hiss leave her throat. It was definitely threatening as she stared at the smaller female and she suddenly shifted her eyes to the next arrival and her gaze didn't diminish in intensity. There was anger, distrust, malice that fed into the very depths of her soul for each one that approached her, causing this issue at hand when she had been taking the soldiers as far away from them as she possibly could. Her glowing gaze couldn't seem to stay on one animal at a time for too long, darting around quickly from one to the other. What if this was what he wanted? What if he put them up to this to try and stop her from finding him and ending his life? They were working for him, they needed to be dealt with before.... "You dumb f-," But she never got that far. Really, she had barely been able to hear what Washington was trying to tell her about the equipment, that they wouldn't have enough.
But her whole focal point, the twitching of her claws and darting of her eyes all ceased when suddenly Washington exploded. Her eyes jerked to him and she was utterly taken aback by what he was saying, where this anger had come from. Her head lowered a bit because she'd become unsure. This wasn't the Washington that she knew, this was someone else entirely different. What had they done to him? Her mind raced through different thoughts but she didn't know how to react to this sudden outburst, the twitching of his head, his heavy breathing. "Wash....." Her voice was too small, too soft to be heard over his yelling and when he had stopped and turned to her she almost felt like she could feel how tired he was from the way he spoke. It clung to his limbs and the vocals of his voice as he tried to get her to chance her mind. But she didn't want to. Even after that outburst she didn't want to give up her plan nor did she want to be around all of these animals who didn't understand anything that they were trying to do. Perhaps that was hypocritical of her for she had not tried to explain herself but she had tried to separate from them so that they could do their work.
Yet just looking at Washington the glow had faded from her eyes, her body had gone limp, her tail hanging with no movement as she lifted her head up once more. It was happening again, why couldn't she ever stop this from happening. She was tearing them a part, causing a disruption, a divide to form between everyone. A feeling constricted her chest and she bite back the harsh words she wanted to say, to try and refute what he was telling her before she glanced to the others, a heat still present there but having cooled. "Fine. Wash, you're tired. We'll put the base building on hold for now. Wherever you are resting, I'll room with you. An agreement needs to be struck though I'm rather unhappy for one since they followed us all the way out here just to harass me. So Bast as you call yourself we'll talk." It wouldn't be today she was too worried about Washington's condition. She needed him. Moving to the smilodon she attempted to help him back onto his paws, nudging gently before turning to look at the other's milling around. "I'm going to ask this nicely, don't follow us this time...please." She hissed out the last word as if it had gotten stuck in her throat before she tried to prompt Caboose and Church to lead the way while she helped Washington.
Her eyes cut to the figure that appeared before them and she frowned a bit. The walk here she thought she had smelled something, all of her sense were different and cataloging smells upon her arrival had been something she had taken note of so a scent had become familiar but she just didn't know why it was around them. Though that didn't matter because the minute he opened his mouth she grew angry, livid. Claws flexing in the ground as he tried to tell her that she couldn't build a base here because they weren't one of his precious members that he pretended to care so much about. Who was he to tell her that she couldn't do this? The purpose of building it so far away had been to get away from them. So that they would stop asking question and posing a problem to the job that they need to complete. Her muzzle curled, showing sharp teeth that were ready to sink into the flesh of Bastille at any given moment, her tail lashing back and forth and when he threatened her, her eyes widened and took on a unnatural glow to them as if something was trapped and contained. Her claws that wouldn't sheath themselves began to tap against the ground, steady yet slow as she breathed out harshly. There was no time for this, there was no time for pointless arguing when she was trying her damned hardest to stay away from them.
Why follow her? Why try to make a conflict out of nothing? Then another came up, the supposed 'Colonel' whom agreed although she had to guess that the other was his bettered. So he was just following the line of ranking in her own mind, noble but she couldn't care less about what was going on right now. And then more and more of them came forward, one accusing of her starting some issues and talking about how appalling it was to cut down some stupid trees. Her muzzle clenched then, too tightly, pain springing to life up along her jaw and she heard a hiss leave her throat. It was definitely threatening as she stared at the smaller female and she suddenly shifted her eyes to the next arrival and her gaze didn't diminish in intensity. There was anger, distrust, malice that fed into the very depths of her soul for each one that approached her, causing this issue at hand when she had been taking the soldiers as far away from them as she possibly could. Her glowing gaze couldn't seem to stay on one animal at a time for too long, darting around quickly from one to the other. What if this was what he wanted? What if he put them up to this to try and stop her from finding him and ending his life? They were working for him, they needed to be dealt with before.... "You dumb f-," But she never got that far. Really, she had barely been able to hear what Washington was trying to tell her about the equipment, that they wouldn't have enough.
But her whole focal point, the twitching of her claws and darting of her eyes all ceased when suddenly Washington exploded. Her eyes jerked to him and she was utterly taken aback by what he was saying, where this anger had come from. Her head lowered a bit because she'd become unsure. This wasn't the Washington that she knew, this was someone else entirely different. What had they done to him? Her mind raced through different thoughts but she didn't know how to react to this sudden outburst, the twitching of his head, his heavy breathing. "Wash....." Her voice was too small, too soft to be heard over his yelling and when he had stopped and turned to her she almost felt like she could feel how tired he was from the way he spoke. It clung to his limbs and the vocals of his voice as he tried to get her to chance her mind. But she didn't want to. Even after that outburst she didn't want to give up her plan nor did she want to be around all of these animals who didn't understand anything that they were trying to do. Perhaps that was hypocritical of her for she had not tried to explain herself but she had tried to separate from them so that they could do their work.
Yet just looking at Washington the glow had faded from her eyes, her body had gone limp, her tail hanging with no movement as she lifted her head up once more. It was happening again, why couldn't she ever stop this from happening. She was tearing them a part, causing a disruption, a divide to form between everyone. A feeling constricted her chest and she bite back the harsh words she wanted to say, to try and refute what he was telling her before she glanced to the others, a heat still present there but having cooled. "Fine. Wash, you're tired. We'll put the base building on hold for now. Wherever you are resting, I'll room with you. An agreement needs to be struck though I'm rather unhappy for one since they followed us all the way out here just to harass me. So Bast as you call yourself we'll talk." It wouldn't be today she was too worried about Washington's condition. She needed him. Moving to the smilodon she attempted to help him back onto his paws, nudging gently before turning to look at the other's milling around. "I'm going to ask this nicely, don't follow us this time...please." She hissed out the last word as if it had gotten stuck in her throat before she tried to prompt Caboose and Church to lead the way while she helped Washington.