01-15-2021, 05:23 PM
Roan's absence was felt not only by Goldie, but by the soothsayer's uncle as well. The dealer had some idea of where the draconic feline could've been taken, but he didn't know for sure – without evidence, he wasn't about to tell Rox to go attacking anybody, after all. However, he would always put aside a bit of time every day in order to go and check the temple, looking for any signs of whether Roan was back or not. Unfortunately, days had gone by without any sign of the siamese returning, and Michael had to admit that he was beginning to get frustrated. He was tempted to just go and do some recon work on his own, but the bobcat imagined that Roxie would be frustrated if he did so without her approval. As proud as he was of her, it really was a pain having his sister in charge now. He had been intimidated by Goldie, sure, but at least she wasn't prone to boxing him around the ears for fun.
Speaking of the former captain, Michael had been heading towards the temple to once again check for Roan, only to spot her as she was heading out. He felt a sense of anxiety pass through him, knowing that Roan probably wouldn't want her out and about too much, even with a bit of time passing since her injury. Seeing as the soothsayer wasn't around to make sure Goldie didn't hurt herself further, the thief supposed that he needed to step in on the job. He spared only a brief glance into the temple – just to ensure that Roan wasn't inside – before he turned and headed off after her, quickly. He had to admit that he was a bit nervous about going into the jungle, as he had never liked doing so ever since he had gotten lost. In spite of this, he continued on into the trees, pushing at the underbrush as he called out to Goldie, "Hey, Goldie! Wait up!" He let out a soft hiss as he pulled himself away from a vine that tugged at his leg, a heavy sigh leaving him. Once he caught up to the tigress's side, Michael muttered, "What are you heading through the jungle for? Herbs? I would've figured Rosemary and Roan could handle that..." His mismatched gaze focused on the basket tied to Goldie's neck, a faint frown pulling at his muzzle. There was no way that Roan would approve of this, and Michael wasn't sure that he did, either.
Speaking of the former captain, Michael had been heading towards the temple to once again check for Roan, only to spot her as she was heading out. He felt a sense of anxiety pass through him, knowing that Roan probably wouldn't want her out and about too much, even with a bit of time passing since her injury. Seeing as the soothsayer wasn't around to make sure Goldie didn't hurt herself further, the thief supposed that he needed to step in on the job. He spared only a brief glance into the temple – just to ensure that Roan wasn't inside – before he turned and headed off after her, quickly. He had to admit that he was a bit nervous about going into the jungle, as he had never liked doing so ever since he had gotten lost. In spite of this, he continued on into the trees, pushing at the underbrush as he called out to Goldie, "Hey, Goldie! Wait up!" He let out a soft hiss as he pulled himself away from a vine that tugged at his leg, a heavy sigh leaving him. Once he caught up to the tigress's side, Michael muttered, "What are you heading through the jungle for? Herbs? I would've figured Rosemary and Roan could handle that..." His mismatched gaze focused on the basket tied to Goldie's neck, a faint frown pulling at his muzzle. There was no way that Roan would approve of this, and Michael wasn't sure that he did, either.
— Reggan