LET THE RIVER RUN ITS COURSE / typhoon

[PINCHER]

CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray panthera hybrid 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. —— ⚓

❝ A MODERN GOD IN A TAILORED SUIT — WHO'S LIPS TASTE LIKE FORBIDDEN FRUIT ❞

No, he was not going to allow anymore bullshit fly over his head especially if it was connected to disobedience. He had plans, every detail designed through deep thinking of how things would go but when someone disobeyed his very plans, all the precision thinking he had dedicated was thrown out the window and he would become blinded with cold jagged rage. He had said what was meant to be said. He had given his decision onto giving aid to rosebloods despite their own lack of aiding them, some bullshit about him having to request aid. When some dragon had burned their territory, Prestige had not gone to ask for help but Pincher had paid attention and gave help, it wasn't about being the best, it was about being the most focused. To have your ally's pulse beating alongside yours and making sure they were alright. But then he had noticed the absence of his daughter around the island and he instantly knew where she had gone and the warm softness he had became bitter and venomous. How could she disobey him? His empty chest felt like it was caving in as he followed along the scent of Goldie, his half lidded electric blue eyes narrowed as he flew, his long jagged wings carrying him towards the Roseblood's border and as he predicted, he saw her there and instantly came down after hearing Sephiroth's statement. So the dumb piece of shit allowed for disobedience and didn't tell him? Well, Pincher had news for him.

The towering glowing figure of Pincher roughly landed beside his daughter, his weight making the earth briefly tremble as he snarled "Goldenluxury, I'm disappointed in your decision to go against my fucking orders. And you --" Pincher's frigid gaze snapped towards the other male with his lip curling to reveal long glowing blue fangs as he aimed to spit at the direction of Sephiroth. "You not turning the offer down only shows me how selfish and a pathetic excuse of an ally you are. You are now in Typhoon's hit list, fuckers." With that, Pincher turned towards his daughter, his usual soft baby blue hue when he looked at her now seemed to be made of nothing but frost as electricity sparks popped and crackled on the scales of his spine as he lowered his skull to look st her eye to eye, a low growl rumbling in his throat as he ordered flatly "Start walking home. NOW." He had never scolded his daughter before but he couldn't let there be any whiff of disobedience especially in a group of pirates. It made you seem weak. Pathetic. And Pincher was. But he was not going to let that show to the public eye. He glanced at the basket of herbs and parted his jaws wider to aim and burn every single one with blue flames flying in the air. It was surprising that he would waste resources but Pincher was nothing but suppressed anger and frustration that he no longer cared.

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❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — DEMIGOD — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞

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