04-16-2019, 09:33 AM
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
[align=center]Did they think they own the damn place now?
Their deal was over. The only reason the tiger had not commented on the group lately was so her plans may fall in line as smoothly as possible. Jervis is a greedy fool that would be apprehended soon. Not that any of her crewmates knew this just yet, aside from perhaps two. A purpose behind each and every movement is an ideal the captain followed very strictly. Plans, strategy, calculated risks, information, training were all a part of the job. The very concept that she would regret her decisions was one she considered fantasy. She holds two, maybe three, regrets in her entire life, and that was not going to change now. So, when the scent of the Pitt faintly entered her senses, she opened her wings and took flight, forcing Lynn to get off and join her, the harpy eagle following behind loyally. It would not take long for the tiger to swoop down in front of her crewmates, her wings still extended as she stares at the jaguar, head held high.
Goldenluxury's slit pupils remained locked onto the male as her mouth opened, not wasting any time to make her own comments. She had heard Raziel's calm words while she landed. "He's right. Go back t' the gate, quickly." She would command in her sharp voice, tone strict as she gestures towards the main entrance and exit of their island. Her harpy eagle landed onto her hind, looking to the stranger quietly. Her expression is mostly neutral, and she does not hold any threats within her stance, simply a sense of authority. Her wings now fold, not breaking her gaze. If he was to begin moving, she would allow a small, polite smile to form upon her features. Only a small one. "There's a bell on the gate for visitors t' ring, or they can simply call out if they want. Is' more polite than waltzin' in unannounced." The female explained in a bit of a scolding manner. She doesn't care if it was a mistake or not - it wasn't that hard to figure out. Common sense must not be so common.
Their deal was over. The only reason the tiger had not commented on the group lately was so her plans may fall in line as smoothly as possible. Jervis is a greedy fool that would be apprehended soon. Not that any of her crewmates knew this just yet, aside from perhaps two. A purpose behind each and every movement is an ideal the captain followed very strictly. Plans, strategy, calculated risks, information, training were all a part of the job. The very concept that she would regret her decisions was one she considered fantasy. She holds two, maybe three, regrets in her entire life, and that was not going to change now. So, when the scent of the Pitt faintly entered her senses, she opened her wings and took flight, forcing Lynn to get off and join her, the harpy eagle following behind loyally. It would not take long for the tiger to swoop down in front of her crewmates, her wings still extended as she stares at the jaguar, head held high.
Goldenluxury's slit pupils remained locked onto the male as her mouth opened, not wasting any time to make her own comments. She had heard Raziel's calm words while she landed. "He's right. Go back t' the gate, quickly." She would command in her sharp voice, tone strict as she gestures towards the main entrance and exit of their island. Her harpy eagle landed onto her hind, looking to the stranger quietly. Her expression is mostly neutral, and she does not hold any threats within her stance, simply a sense of authority. Her wings now fold, not breaking her gaze. If he was to begin moving, she would allow a small, polite smile to form upon her features. Only a small one. "There's a bell on the gate for visitors t' ring, or they can simply call out if they want. Is' more polite than waltzin' in unannounced." The female explained in a bit of a scolding manner. She doesn't care if it was a mistake or not - it wasn't that hard to figure out. Common sense must not be so common.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.