08-01-2018, 09:26 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl was absolutely ecstatic to have connor back. she loved talking to him and thought him to be a very interesting guy. he was very polite and all around kind. he had seemed determined to accomplish his mission, whatever exactly that'd been. she respected that, even if she had been sad to see him go. she was sure he'd do a great job, either way. but, the sadness was short-lived. she appreciated that a lot.
she had been wandering around the territory with lynn when she'd caught scent of her papa, deciding to follow his trail. she was sure he'd run into something either she could help with or she could just hang out with him. either way, she'd be happy to see him. it made her nervous to be away for very long, even now. the young girl had a small smile upon her features as she did, feeling pretty glad. things were going all around very well.
she spotted the male approaching the beach, stumbling a little quicker as she caught sight of him. though, her expression became concerned as she saw him react to something. she looked over, realizing there was a bear standing over...connor. connor's body was limp. had he fallen asleep? she moved quicker, but when she heard her papa's snarl and saw the blood, she let in a sharp breath.
not connor. not him, too. no more. don't let anyone else get hurt or die. why did she let this happen? she felt guilt and rage flow through her. this bear needed to stand back. this bear needed to get away from her crew. nobody hurt he family - absolutely no one. she would have no mercy on anyone who dared to.
her tired, striking green eyes shot towards the bear and she now ran towards the much larger figure, letting out a hiss. "get the hell away from 'im!" she spat in a cold voice, electricity sparking out of her paws. she jumped over connor's body, attempting to push the bear away, likely resulting in him getting a minor shock. lynn clumsily flew behind her, letting out alarmed screes.
she had been wandering around the territory with lynn when she'd caught scent of her papa, deciding to follow his trail. she was sure he'd run into something either she could help with or she could just hang out with him. either way, she'd be happy to see him. it made her nervous to be away for very long, even now. the young girl had a small smile upon her features as she did, feeling pretty glad. things were going all around very well.
she spotted the male approaching the beach, stumbling a little quicker as she caught sight of him. though, her expression became concerned as she saw him react to something. she looked over, realizing there was a bear standing over...connor. connor's body was limp. had he fallen asleep? she moved quicker, but when she heard her papa's snarl and saw the blood, she let in a sharp breath.
not connor. not him, too. no more. don't let anyone else get hurt or die. why did she let this happen? she felt guilt and rage flow through her. this bear needed to stand back. this bear needed to get away from her crew. nobody hurt he family - absolutely no one. she would have no mercy on anyone who dared to.
her tired, striking green eyes shot towards the bear and she now ran towards the much larger figure, letting out a hiss. "get the hell away from 'im!" she spat in a cold voice, electricity sparking out of her paws. she jumped over connor's body, attempting to push the bear away, likely resulting in him getting a minor shock. lynn clumsily flew behind her, letting out alarmed screes.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.