I SEE THE BRIG [...] open, washed ashore

[SOLVEIG]

What was that thing? It was the first thing that came to mind when Solveig stumbled upon the creature. It was no new encounter to find that people had washed up on shore, or were found at the bridge- she was one such soul that had been washed up on the very same shores, unconcious and injured some time ago. OF course she had rightly settled in since then, and was doing favorably for herself, but... This didn't look normal. Solveig had seen much- had conjured much in own minds about such creatures, but was this really real? Was she actually seeing this?

It looked like a wolf, but everything else about it said differently. The wings, the strangely glowing tattoo. She thought her own violet eyes were something of a rarity, but this one topped the cake. She had no knowledge of Maxine Roux, or perhaps she might have reacted differently, but she knew someone that might have. Of course, Solveig had simply been minding her own business walking the shore before she happened to see the figure out of the corner of her eye. Assuming the worst, she had quickly run over to make her inspections but.. Nothing. It didn't seem injured, whatever 'it' was, and it was still... alive. Solveig wasn't quite sure if that was a good thing yet. "Captain Pincher!" she called, stretching her telepathy as far as it could go in the hopes of reaching the one mind she was hoping for. "I... think you need to see this."

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