08-03-2018, 03:59 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
like snare, goldie had also been drawn by the sight of feathers. she wondered why somebody was losing so many feathers all at once. she tried to think about the things she had read about harpy eagles so she knew how to take care of lynn, and she could vaguely recall something called molting. is this what that looked like? the young girl approached curiously, lynn hopping close behind her.
she peered towards temulin a bit of a distance away, her tired green eyes watching as the female tried to clean out her belongings. she was about to ask if the female needed any help when the wolf pup began to speak. she turned her gaze to the male, twitching her ears. she tilted her head, unsure if the male would grow wings or not. probably not? maybe.
"ya might grow some wings," she'd answer, voice unsure. she didn't want to give him false hopes that he was free. argus had wings after all. she was pretty sure she personally was safe, though. "but, you probably won't needa' worry about that for a while." she tried to reassure before turning back to temulin. "can i help ya out at all with that?"
she peered towards temulin a bit of a distance away, her tired green eyes watching as the female tried to clean out her belongings. she was about to ask if the female needed any help when the wolf pup began to speak. she turned her gaze to the male, twitching her ears. she tilted her head, unsure if the male would grow wings or not. probably not? maybe.
"ya might grow some wings," she'd answer, voice unsure. she didn't want to give him false hopes that he was free. argus had wings after all. she was pretty sure she personally was safe, though. "but, you probably won't needa' worry about that for a while." she tried to reassure before turning back to temulin. "can i help ya out at all with that?"
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.