09-10-2018, 09:49 PM
CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently single. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓
❝ YOUR HEART IS A BOTTOMLESS ABYSS — DEEPER THAN YOU'D LIKE TO ADMIT ❞
Pincher didn't know what the deal was with Sunhaven. With hearing Quantum stepping down and having someone else take over, he knew that meant different ideals and different standards. Who was it now? Whispers had told him it was a peculiar creature named Monroe, one that held fish-like features that would have blended well with the Typhoon as well as Sunhaven although Typhoon was surrounded by water due to living on an island. Yet, he didn't know the male that well and frankly didn't want to jump into the belief that they were open for an ally. He wouldn't mind being allies with Sunclan but he knew they were allied with a lot of what Pincher considered a target or enemy, specifically the Ascendants. However, he decided to keep his opinions to himself as he was trekking through the long smooth hills of ivory peach sand that lead him towards the border, the scent of Sunhaven having caught his attention.
The broad-shouldered towering figure of the ash gray jaguar stalked forward shortly after his daughter, his calculative ice blue gaze locked onto the figure of the new leader. He kept a neutral expression yet one with clear sterness that he would not budge on what he would say. "No. We aren't allies so the invite is not for us." Pincher stated flatly, his jet black ears twitching behind him as the wildcat wondered if Monroe was even interested in allies with the Typhoon or was just inviting everyone to the medical session. It was good to know a wide range of medical knowledge but Pincher was not going to offer his healers to relationships that were not secure in politics.
The broad-shouldered towering figure of the ash gray jaguar stalked forward shortly after his daughter, his calculative ice blue gaze locked onto the figure of the new leader. He kept a neutral expression yet one with clear sterness that he would not budge on what he would say. "No. We aren't allies so the invite is not for us." Pincher stated flatly, his jet black ears twitching behind him as the wildcat wondered if Monroe was even interested in allies with the Typhoon or was just inviting everyone to the medical session. It was good to know a wide range of medical knowledge but Pincher was not going to offer his healers to relationships that were not secure in politics.
❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — DEMIGOD — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞
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