VANITY

[GOLDENBOY.]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; text-align: justify;"]➸ Well, that had certainly been an adventure.

Releasing captives was not something Goldenboy and the crew did often, and he knew he was likely to be questioned for doing such - Goldenboy could be downright idiotic at times. Although, truthfully, that rarely bled into his line of work. Releasing Titan was far more of a power move than killing him and leaving his body for the others ever could have been. The sun was starting to crest the horizon as Goldenboy returned to the windy deserts of the Rosebloods, having first stopped in the distant forests to wash his paws in a babbling stream. There was no class in leaving bloody footprints (quite literally) the entire way home, or having to deal with the disgusting crust it would leave between his toes. Tawny paws pressed gently into the sands as he returned "home", eyes wandering the dunes to search for Vagabond and Rimmy. Surely those two would be back and cleaned up by now as well, and he wanted to talk to them - as well some of the other natives of the land - about the odd vision he had seen. It surely had to be normal here, right? Abnormalities were the norm, paranormal abilities just a daily aspect of life.

Humming idly to himself and thinking back on the events, Goldenboy continued back to the rainforest shelter in search of some other creature he could strike conversation with.