05-10-2018, 03:49 PM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10pt;"]The fact that Jacob remembers Melantha’s illiteracy warms her. When he personally informed her to meet at the leader cavern, she remained stoic but, on the inside, she felt touched by his thoughtfulness. Friendly people with kind hearts make her uncomfortable because she is unsure how to behave around them, but Mel cannot help but adore Jacob. Sometimes she thinks that he is too nice and it can get him in trouble, but that’s why she’s around: to play the bad cop. She’s paranoid, distrusting, and suspicious of everyone. He’s warm and welcoming to everyone, with the proper amount of stern mixed in. Jacob’s kindness compels Melantha to be oddly protective of him, whether he is aware of it or not.
Melantha is fourth to arrive. Huh. Strange. Usually the young female is among the first to arrive—she hates being late. Makes her feel as if she’s failed. At first, she is confused by the sounds of arguing. The cawing is characteristic of Cry, and the other voice is...Jacob? As the lionheart enters the cavern, she is surprised to see a conflict between the aforementioned creatures. She remains silent, quietly moving across the cool stone ground on calloused paws. What’s this about? Her brows furrows, looking around quizzically. Seems that Cry is being scolded for behavior and she’s not, uh, she’s not taking it well. Unsure if she should say something or not, the cougar stands stiffly to the side. Nothing is going to get done if this keeps going on...
”Um, Cry?” Pallid olive orbs move over to regard the corvid. Were Jacob not here, Mel would probably have tried to eat the bird just to end the terrible squawking, but his presence makes her wants to be a nicer person. It’s like she’s afraid to disappoint him. ”Why don’t we just listen to what Jacob has to tell us?” Mel wants to tell the bird to shut up and get over herself, but she thinks that will just make matters worse. Besides, she supposes that Cry is correct in saying that she’s never been anything other than herself and she has been promoted in spite of it. ”The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can leave.” Well, anyone can leave whenever they want, really. But Mel assumes that most people would rather be doing something else (including herself), so the faster that the goal is accomplished, the faster she can move onto more interesting tasks.
Melantha is fourth to arrive. Huh. Strange. Usually the young female is among the first to arrive—she hates being late. Makes her feel as if she’s failed. At first, she is confused by the sounds of arguing. The cawing is characteristic of Cry, and the other voice is...Jacob? As the lionheart enters the cavern, she is surprised to see a conflict between the aforementioned creatures. She remains silent, quietly moving across the cool stone ground on calloused paws. What’s this about? Her brows furrows, looking around quizzically. Seems that Cry is being scolded for behavior and she’s not, uh, she’s not taking it well. Unsure if she should say something or not, the cougar stands stiffly to the side. Nothing is going to get done if this keeps going on...
”Um, Cry?” Pallid olive orbs move over to regard the corvid. Were Jacob not here, Mel would probably have tried to eat the bird just to end the terrible squawking, but his presence makes her wants to be a nicer person. It’s like she’s afraid to disappoint him. ”Why don’t we just listen to what Jacob has to tell us?” Mel wants to tell the bird to shut up and get over herself, but she thinks that will just make matters worse. Besides, she supposes that Cry is correct in saying that she’s never been anything other than herself and she has been promoted in spite of it. ”The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can leave.” Well, anyone can leave whenever they want, really. But Mel assumes that most people would rather be doing something else (including herself), so the faster that the goal is accomplished, the faster she can move onto more interesting tasks.