12-08-2020, 02:52 PM
Well, it was safe to say that Paintbrush had decided to stay at the worst time yet he didn't seem to mind even after the raid. He had been placing around inside of his treehouse with a frown on his maw as several thoughts circled within his mind, he tried to stop his overlapping thoughts and managed to concentrate on a memory. One that was recent within his mind and it made him hold his breath as he stood there, his eyes looking down at his wooden floor. "Maybe even love you..." He mumbled out with his ears flicking and pressing flat against his skull, the warmth from his chest rising and brushing against his cheeks. The only sound he could hear was the thumping of his heart, he closed his eyes slowly with a soft sigh leaving his maw. He lifted a paw and rubbed at his cheek slightly as he tried to think of what he was going to do, he looked to the entrance of his home deciding he should go check on the other. He would need some help treating patients and Paintbrush was quite knowledgeable so without another thought, the liger would leave his treehouse.
He was already making his way over to the Temple but when a light in the corner of his eye caught his attention, he would turn slowly and continued to walk forward though with each step... He couldn't help but have a feeling of being watched as he turned around quickly to see a pair of eyes watching from the jungle. Oh yeah, that was strange. The eyes would continue to stay fixated on him for a moment until they turned in the direction of the light, Paintbrush felt his fur begin to rise when he suddenly heard a loud snarl coming from the rain forest. The eyes disappeared. With the unease still there, Paintbrush quickened the pace in the direction of the bright light and saw that there was a winged feline. The liger was aware of shapeshifting though he didn't want to make the assumption that this was Roan even if the smell of death lingered in the area. He held his breath standing there for a moment deciding that he was going to play stupid in case, this wasn't Roan.
Taking a deep breath, Paintbrush would find his voice "Hey there," He began to speak as his striped tail lashed to the sides behind him. "Have you seen Roan? Cute but angry little guy. Several stitches but BIG personality. Odd timing probably into dramatics, not certain gotta find out. The one whose bad at sailing and responds to my nickname of sailor," Now, there was a stupid grin on his maw being well aware that the satchel on the winged feline belonged to Roan and he was speaking to him right now. "So, my sailor... I didn't realize that it was possible for you to be cuter than you had been before... Though I'm unaware of many things, I'd like to know more... If possible,"
He was already making his way over to the Temple but when a light in the corner of his eye caught his attention, he would turn slowly and continued to walk forward though with each step... He couldn't help but have a feeling of being watched as he turned around quickly to see a pair of eyes watching from the jungle. Oh yeah, that was strange. The eyes would continue to stay fixated on him for a moment until they turned in the direction of the light, Paintbrush felt his fur begin to rise when he suddenly heard a loud snarl coming from the rain forest. The eyes disappeared. With the unease still there, Paintbrush quickened the pace in the direction of the bright light and saw that there was a winged feline. The liger was aware of shapeshifting though he didn't want to make the assumption that this was Roan even if the smell of death lingered in the area. He held his breath standing there for a moment deciding that he was going to play stupid in case, this wasn't Roan.
Taking a deep breath, Paintbrush would find his voice "Hey there," He began to speak as his striped tail lashed to the sides behind him. "Have you seen Roan? Cute but angry little guy. Several stitches but BIG personality. Odd timing probably into dramatics, not certain gotta find out. The one whose bad at sailing and responds to my nickname of sailor," Now, there was a stupid grin on his maw being well aware that the satchel on the winged feline belonged to Roan and he was speaking to him right now. "So, my sailor... I didn't realize that it was possible for you to be cuter than you had been before... Though I'm unaware of many things, I'd like to know more... If possible,"