07-19-2019, 11:36 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]Goldenluxury, before anything, was hit by the overpowering scent of Crow's "gift", and then with Tanglewood. Her movements are a bit more delayed, eyes clearly growing tired. She is adopting a look of her old self, when she would constantly collapse or grow sick from her lack of sleep, but she could not quite help it at this point. There were too many things she needed to account for - too many things she needed to figure out, and a desire to never miss her papa's supposed return. The tigress offers the Tanglewood leader a confused smile, her nose scrunching up as she grows closer.
"Couldn' have gotten any flowers or anythin' t' make it smell better?" To be fair, she didn't really know what flowers grew in the swamp. Surely there must be something, though... Unless their flowers were mushrooms? Whatever, she would glance to the bag now dropped, feathered tail tip twitching. "I know we smell like fish n' y'all live in the m- What the fuck?" She cuts herself off, her paw outreached as she opens the bag and sees its contents. The captain's expression contorts to one of confusion and disgust. So, they found the head, clearly. Iciness fills her already striking, cold eyes as she looks over it. "Thas' m' head." Burnt from the lava, but still hers, at a time where her back and hind legs were forever crippled, she had forever been in pain, her eyes were a glowing green, and she was a bengal cat. This was Goldenluxury Roux's birth body, and it had been broken since she was seven months old - now it is almost beyond recognizability. Did they know who did this?
Her gaze turns back to Crow, a questioning look. "Where'd ya get it?" Her tone is accusatory - she does not have any belief that Crow or anyone in Tanglewood, for that matter, was responsible for this. Instead, she wants to know which enemy decided to spread her corpse all the way over to their ally. Was it her original belief - Decius, the one who'd promised the young she-cat her family be made dead, cut up and strung in little pieces, dead eyes staring down at her until her inevitable doom - or was it some obsessed enemy she hadn't thought of before?
"Couldn' have gotten any flowers or anythin' t' make it smell better?" To be fair, she didn't really know what flowers grew in the swamp. Surely there must be something, though... Unless their flowers were mushrooms? Whatever, she would glance to the bag now dropped, feathered tail tip twitching. "I know we smell like fish n' y'all live in the m- What the fuck?" She cuts herself off, her paw outreached as she opens the bag and sees its contents. The captain's expression contorts to one of confusion and disgust. So, they found the head, clearly. Iciness fills her already striking, cold eyes as she looks over it. "Thas' m' head." Burnt from the lava, but still hers, at a time where her back and hind legs were forever crippled, she had forever been in pain, her eyes were a glowing green, and she was a bengal cat. This was Goldenluxury Roux's birth body, and it had been broken since she was seven months old - now it is almost beyond recognizability. Did they know who did this?
Her gaze turns back to Crow, a questioning look. "Where'd ya get it?" Her tone is accusatory - she does not have any belief that Crow or anyone in Tanglewood, for that matter, was responsible for this. Instead, she wants to know which enemy decided to spread her corpse all the way over to their ally. Was it her original belief - Decius, the one who'd promised the young she-cat her family be made dead, cut up and strung in little pieces, dead eyes staring down at her until her inevitable doom - or was it some obsessed enemy she hadn't thought of before?
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.