08-31-2018, 08:30 AM
[align=center][div style="width:400px; font-size:8.4pt;line-height:1.1;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:3px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify;"]The news of Jacob's passing was not one freely shared, rather it was something kept amongst those who had held a connection to him, the children he had taken beneath his wing though no blood of his was present in their veins, those he had brought into this world, and the husband who now seemed a fragile shell. It might have been to spare the rest of the crew for though many seemed to have taken to the mixed canine well some harboured ill feelings for his ways or it might simply have been deemed a family matter, one no other should be privy to. Either way it seemed not to matter, any care once felt towards him fading as time wore on, little more than a ghost as his own mother had become. Yet something within the child longed to draw those memories back, to hold them tight and never allow time to steal away their colour and emotion, but his energy was at a low point and he held no extra to give to such a trivial task.
Small dark paws proved hesitant as they drew him closer, the small stature he held making it easy to slip through the crowd though as his gaze found Bakugo he found his momentum stopped for a time. The cream toned tabby was one prone to outbursts of extreme emotion and had been true to his nature, speaking at the previous meeting in a fashion Silus had not cared for. But then was he not trying to be better about such himself, to allow his true nature to come through even if he feared the reaction? Some part of him thought somewhat kindly of the other, held him at a place one might hold an idol, but he never cared to admit he looked up to the Privateer, not at this point in time at least.
Moving closer he came to stop by Cleo, offering both her and Goldie a tentative smile, clearly uncomfortable within being here. He had no love for crowds and didn't seek to put himself in this position unless it was necessary but his father's declining health was worrying, one of the few points drawing him here. None of it showed in the single dark eye upon Pincher, however, hooded and seemingly dark with something akin to anger. It seemed better to allow another to do this, get away from it for a time and permit himself time to grieve, but then when had his father been intelligent in the matter of his own well being.
Small dark paws proved hesitant as they drew him closer, the small stature he held making it easy to slip through the crowd though as his gaze found Bakugo he found his momentum stopped for a time. The cream toned tabby was one prone to outbursts of extreme emotion and had been true to his nature, speaking at the previous meeting in a fashion Silus had not cared for. But then was he not trying to be better about such himself, to allow his true nature to come through even if he feared the reaction? Some part of him thought somewhat kindly of the other, held him at a place one might hold an idol, but he never cared to admit he looked up to the Privateer, not at this point in time at least.
Moving closer he came to stop by Cleo, offering both her and Goldie a tentative smile, clearly uncomfortable within being here. He had no love for crowds and didn't seek to put himself in this position unless it was necessary but his father's declining health was worrying, one of the few points drawing him here. None of it showed in the single dark eye upon Pincher, however, hooded and seemingly dark with something akin to anger. It seemed better to allow another to do this, get away from it for a time and permit himself time to grieve, but then when had his father been intelligent in the matter of his own well being.