04-28-2018, 03:40 PM
For once, Beck was setting out to welcome someone like a normal person. No stalking, no traps, no foul play. He wasn't even going to insult anyone or threaten to feed a newcomer to one of their resident alligators, or maybe even Fish -- well, he couldn't make any promises. Stepping over cypress roots and sloshing through ankle-deep mud, Beck slowly but surely hobbled up after Fish and Nayru. With his bandaged paw drenched in dark blood and sludge despite his efforts to keep it off the ground, the poltergeist wobbled uneasily for a few moments, wiping away the blue chemicals dripping off the side of his chin with a shackled wrist as he stared Ilivi down. A twinge of disappointment made his scarred snout twitch into a pout at yet another creature joining that was undeniably taller than him, and also a girl. Not that he had anything against females, it was simply that they scared him. Always gossiping and judging and -- he didn't want to get into forgotten heartaches.
Violently shaking his head to snap out of his memories, the boy retreated back into his typical slouch, ducking his face in order to stare at the earth with a cold flush spreading under his freckles. He was content with allowing the first two to ask all the questions, and yet he couldn't help but mutter beneath his waterlogged breath at his fellow spirit's comment, "She ain't a friend, Fish." At least, as long as the lioness kept her trap shut, that is.
[align=center]»――➤Violently shaking his head to snap out of his memories, the boy retreated back into his typical slouch, ducking his face in order to stare at the earth with a cold flush spreading under his freckles. He was content with allowing the first two to ask all the questions, and yet he couldn't help but mutter beneath his waterlogged breath at his fellow spirit's comment, "She ain't a friend, Fish." At least, as long as the lioness kept her trap shut, that is.