07-14-2018, 05:32 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 550px; padding-bottom: 17px; overflow: stretch; border-bottom: 2px dashed;"]She had ... never seen devastation like this. Rochelle was familiar with the evils of the world, maybe just a little too well ... however, she'd never seen nature lash out so violently like this. "And this is only the aftermath", the wolf thought, shaking her head softly as she silently padded over. There was only a suffocated thump-thump, thump-thump of her limp as she circled around the area. There was stuff ... everywhere. Not just litter, but possessions of other crew members. It gave her a blow in the stomach of sorrow, her head hanging low as she sniffed at a petite trinket.
"I've got nothing to look for so ... I'd be happy to help anyone if they need it." The girl called out, tone firm but her look ever so gentle. Her supple honey eyes were round, muzzle twisted into a frown, though she kept her lips pursed. She didn't consider herself lucky that she'd joined after the destruction, though she was glad to be free to assist in the clean-up. Rochelle wondered if any Typhoon members had been lost ... but she didn't think of it appropriate to ask. Instead, she kept scanning the bay, particularly for sharp objects- glass or metal that could possibly hurt someone. The wolf considered, too, that she should maybe seek out some herbs. Though she wasn't knowledgeable on the native plant life here that they used, she knew that any help would be enough.
"I've got nothing to look for so ... I'd be happy to help anyone if they need it." The girl called out, tone firm but her look ever so gentle. Her supple honey eyes were round, muzzle twisted into a frown, though she kept her lips pursed. She didn't consider herself lucky that she'd joined after the destruction, though she was glad to be free to assist in the clean-up. Rochelle wondered if any Typhoon members had been lost ... but she didn't think of it appropriate to ask. Instead, she kept scanning the bay, particularly for sharp objects- glass or metal that could possibly hurt someone. The wolf considered, too, that she should maybe seek out some herbs. Though she wasn't knowledgeable on the native plant life here that they used, she knew that any help would be enough.
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ain't it a gentle sound the rolling in the grave
[size=8pt]ain't it like thunder under earth the sound it makes ⋆ tags
ain't it a gentle sound the rolling in the grave
[size=8pt]ain't it like thunder under earth the sound it makes ⋆ tags