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

[PINCHER]

With the lifestyle that Pincher had, he had become accustomed to the losing of any close relationships he had due to fate always enjoying to toy with his life and connections. It was a bittersweet curse that Pincher had been born with and frankly, had grown tired of. His reactions became less extreme, the emotions that surged when his family members disappeared would bury themselves deep and Pincher would force himself to move on with life. He persisted and continued but at the back of his mind, he was always haunted by the idea of all the people he had loved and lost. It was...a disgusting process. And little by little, his heart would slowly break and to be completely honest with himself, Pincher wasn't sure how long he would be willing to take the pain of losing his loved ones. Just the thought of losing his family now caused his chest to burn and he felt completely nervous as he trekked through the island's beachside, his jaws clamped around a lit cigarette. Long swirls of smoke danced behind him as the jaguar wondered on what he should do next.

However, the sudden mental voice of Solveig caused his attention to snap back to reality and his thin tar black pupils flickered towards the direction of the gate entrance of the island. His round velvety ears pricked and the male picked up his walking pace until he sprinted, his paws kicking up ivory sand as the dark male followed after Rochelle, his brilliant intelligent icy blue eyes briefly flickering towards her as she stated that the stranger was soaked. Deciding to focus on who it was, his gaze locked onto the winged dire wolf and had his heart been on his chest, it would've dropped. Maxine. His eyes widened to round moons as the male rushed past Solveig and Rochelle, the captain's breath quickening as he lowered himself towards the female as he aimed to nudge her nose with his as he called out "M-Max? Max, can you hear me?! It's me, Pincher." Worry laced his voice as he glanced down at his tattooed sibling, his own glowing tattoos flickering as adredaline coursed through his body.

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