05-02-2020, 08:16 PM
Michael was not unused to animals with wings that really shouldn't have had wings. After all, Roxie was his sister, and she, along with pretty much all of her children, had wings. At first it had startled him, but over time the extraordinary had become ordinary, and the bobcat became used to the feeling of a wing brushing against his side whenever he pressed up to his sibling's side. However, Roxie and her children all had wings on their backs, where Michael could pretty much expect them to be. This newcomer – who had happened to startle the thief quite a bit by landing in the sand quite near his little home – instead had her wings in a rather unusual place: on her paws. Interest quite thoroughly piqued, the privateer got up to his paws before long, moving away from his house to pad up beside Natyli. His head cocked to one side as he looked Tasia over, somewhat disappointed to see that she didn't seem to have anything valuable on her. He let Natyli speak first, watching his niece for a moment before he added on, curiously, "Those wings are pretty... interesting. Where are you from, anyways?" It was sort of his job now to welcome people in and figure out why they were here, but that didn't mean he had to be a dick about it.
[glow=#75603C,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]
— Reggan