ad vitam aeternam | jungle juice

[Seakit Roux.]

IF MY LIFE IS GOING

TO MEAN ANYTHING,

I HAVE TO LIVE IT

MYSELF.

tiguar . 8 months . he/him

Many made the path to Haven Island via boat or flight but, for Seapaw, he simply walked. Well, it was more of a swim. After is very long journey under the waters, he found himself ancy if he spent too long out of its cool grasp. A good excuse, he decided, was going to see his cousin over on the island. Why his cousin had decided that's where he wanted to stay was lost on him but, he knew how nice having some space could be.

The brightly colored tiguar hauled himself onto the beach, willing the water on his fur to return to the waves. He hadn't thought to check with the tavern keep, to assure nobody was going through with a bout of jungle juice. It quickly became crystal clear to him that one of his crewmates indeed had gone through with it recently when he heard the pants breaking the quiet of the dawn.

He slowly crept over, stepping heavily so that way his steps would be noticeable. Upon seeing the small feline curled in a ball, he would wince, shaking his head. "Hey, hey, you okay?" he would ask softly, gently nudging her with his muzzle. He worried she may have accidentally hurt herself during the hallucinations, it wasn't unheard of.