08-18-2020, 11:09 PM
Michael had been one of the ones lucky enough not to have to worry about their home, in the wake of the meteor strike. It had been left mercifully untouched, meaning that all of his pet rats and Trevor's pet moths were safe and sound, along with all of his other possessions. Despite this, he had considered moving once or twice. After all, it was a fairly large hut, and without Trevor around to help him fill it, it had begun to feel a bit lonely. Thankfully, Roxanne had constantly been visiting to help banish the loneliness, and now, with the pups coming, the reaver was more than a little glad he had decided against it. Soon enough he would have a bunch of little children running around to keep the place lively, and perhaps Trevor would even move back in... the thought warmed his heart, and had even motivated him to clean up a little bit. It wasn't too hard, involving just a bit of moving things around, and cleaning the dust off of tables left unused except for the occasional book. However, he had needed a few tools he didn't have for the task, such as a proper broom. He had been heading to the tavern to borrow one of theirs, when he heard the news of Roxie moving. It hurt a little, realizing she hadn't told him beforehand, but he supposed it made sense. After all, her old home was barely hanging on, and she probably didn't want to bother him with something like that after the pregnancy news had broken.
Despite this, the thief couldn't help but feel curious about what his sister's new pad would be, so he had decided to do a bit of snooping. It wasn't anything overly complex, considering all he needed to do was follow the scent trail from Roxie's old house to her new home. It was unsurprising that Diya's scent mingled in along the way, considering the relationship that the pair seemed to have as of late. At first Michael had been jealous, thinking that perhaps Diya was going to take up a sibling role in Roxanne's life as well. However, as he had seen their interactions, it had become crystal clear what was going on there. Nowadays, he wasn't so much jealous as he was worried for his sister's heart. Diya seemed like a nice girl, but Roxie had already had her heart broken so many times over, and Michael wouldn't hesitate to raise hell if she was hurt again. It did surprise him that the pair of scents eventually led him to Diya's home, however. After all, he didn't think that Roxie was even aware of Diya's feelings, yet she was moving in with her? Had he missed something? Not wanting to make assumptions, the coyote had just shaken his head, picking up the pace a bit.
Unfortunately, the male hadn't arrived in time to stop Aphra from doing something stupid. A scowl appeared on the canine's face as soon as he spotted the feline, and his feelings didn't get better from there. Once again, she was being a selfish little bitch, not that it surprised the reaver in the slightest. Not after what she had said about his children, and especially not after Sam's death. It was satisfying, seeing Aphra already being threatened by his sister's maybe not quite girlfriend. However, he wanted to rub salt in the wound, as demonstrated by how he came up behind the white feline, aiming to try and set a paw on Aphra's back, and try to shove her face first into the sand. As he tried to do so, he would growl out sharply, blue eyes narrowed, "God, I know no one taught you any manners, but I really thought someone would've taught you to not be an absolute idiot." It was really a wonder that Aphra wasn't exiled yet. Or dead.
Turning to then look at both Roxie and Diya, Michael gave them a smile, showing off similarly sharp fangs. Ignoring Aphra's presence entirely whether or not his little stunt had worked, the coyote yipped cheerfully, "Nice new place, Rox. And a pretty nice roommate, to boot. Maybe you're getting better at picking good friends, and not the shitty ones. You know, like thieves." He smirked crookedly, his tone clearly joking as he took in his sister's new home. It was farther from his place than he would've liked, but he couldn't have expected Roxie to basically live next door to him forever. Especially not if she eventually ended up in the captain's quarters, like he was sure she eventually would.
Despite this, the thief couldn't help but feel curious about what his sister's new pad would be, so he had decided to do a bit of snooping. It wasn't anything overly complex, considering all he needed to do was follow the scent trail from Roxie's old house to her new home. It was unsurprising that Diya's scent mingled in along the way, considering the relationship that the pair seemed to have as of late. At first Michael had been jealous, thinking that perhaps Diya was going to take up a sibling role in Roxanne's life as well. However, as he had seen their interactions, it had become crystal clear what was going on there. Nowadays, he wasn't so much jealous as he was worried for his sister's heart. Diya seemed like a nice girl, but Roxie had already had her heart broken so many times over, and Michael wouldn't hesitate to raise hell if she was hurt again. It did surprise him that the pair of scents eventually led him to Diya's home, however. After all, he didn't think that Roxie was even aware of Diya's feelings, yet she was moving in with her? Had he missed something? Not wanting to make assumptions, the coyote had just shaken his head, picking up the pace a bit.
Unfortunately, the male hadn't arrived in time to stop Aphra from doing something stupid. A scowl appeared on the canine's face as soon as he spotted the feline, and his feelings didn't get better from there. Once again, she was being a selfish little bitch, not that it surprised the reaver in the slightest. Not after what she had said about his children, and especially not after Sam's death. It was satisfying, seeing Aphra already being threatened by his sister's maybe not quite girlfriend. However, he wanted to rub salt in the wound, as demonstrated by how he came up behind the white feline, aiming to try and set a paw on Aphra's back, and try to shove her face first into the sand. As he tried to do so, he would growl out sharply, blue eyes narrowed, "God, I know no one taught you any manners, but I really thought someone would've taught you to not be an absolute idiot." It was really a wonder that Aphra wasn't exiled yet. Or dead.
Turning to then look at both Roxie and Diya, Michael gave them a smile, showing off similarly sharp fangs. Ignoring Aphra's presence entirely whether or not his little stunt had worked, the coyote yipped cheerfully, "Nice new place, Rox. And a pretty nice roommate, to boot. Maybe you're getting better at picking good friends, and not the shitty ones. You know, like thieves." He smirked crookedly, his tone clearly joking as he took in his sister's new home. It was farther from his place than he would've liked, but he couldn't have expected Roxie to basically live next door to him forever. Especially not if she eventually ended up in the captain's quarters, like he was sure she eventually would.
MICHAEL TOWNLEY-PHILLIPS - THE TYPHOON - REAVER
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