08-20-2018, 01:10 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px; padding-right: 8px; font-family: verdana;"][size=8pt]The railrood that led towards the island inhabited by the Typhoon was a landmark that she could often be found hanging around the entrance of. Afterall, it typically was the only mode of travel that strangers took to come before the group. And she liked strangers — especially their strange factor. Examining them and seeing how they interacted with themselves as well as socially was quite fascinating to the adolescent minnow. It would appear that studying the psychological aspect of others was becoming a prominent thing within the curious kit’s interests.
The Bengal had been laying atop a branch within the nearest tree, her ebony pelt glistening as the sun displayed a glimmer across the feline. Olive hues would take note of the lion sized canine that arrived at the border, her ears perking as she watched the foreign female interact with her surroundings. Sylvina had seen few crazy things during her mere five months of life, yet this truly was the topping to the cake so far. A hellhound engulfing the very bell that summoned crewmates ... She didn’t see that everyday. Perhaps she ought to intervene.
The lanky feline would climb down from her perch to trot up besides Marcellus and Kirishima, her stoic gaze remaining locked upon Sango’s looming form. ”The hell was that for?” She was still in the process of developing her foul absenities, yet glancing at the various peices remaining from the bell on the floor triggered the response.
As soon as the words escaped from her lips she’d swivel around to watch as Luca bounded forward to greet the hellhound — she was his mother? — only to fall to the ground weeping. A flash of perplexed confusion could be seen flashed across Sylvina’s face as she awaited Sango’s response.
The Bengal had been laying atop a branch within the nearest tree, her ebony pelt glistening as the sun displayed a glimmer across the feline. Olive hues would take note of the lion sized canine that arrived at the border, her ears perking as she watched the foreign female interact with her surroundings. Sylvina had seen few crazy things during her mere five months of life, yet this truly was the topping to the cake so far. A hellhound engulfing the very bell that summoned crewmates ... She didn’t see that everyday. Perhaps she ought to intervene.
The lanky feline would climb down from her perch to trot up besides Marcellus and Kirishima, her stoic gaze remaining locked upon Sango’s looming form. ”The hell was that for?” She was still in the process of developing her foul absenities, yet glancing at the various peices remaining from the bell on the floor triggered the response.
As soon as the words escaped from her lips she’d swivel around to watch as Luca bounded forward to greet the hellhound — she was his mother? — only to fall to the ground weeping. A flash of perplexed confusion could be seen flashed across Sylvina’s face as she awaited Sango’s response.
YOU SINK YOUR TEETH INTO THE PEOPLE YOU DEPEND ON;
INFECTING EVERYONE, YOU'RE QUITE THE PROBLEM !
sylvina roux-cipher — the typhoon — minnow — bengal cat — information