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Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate [Raikov]
« on: June 04, 2017, 06:29:36 PM »
The hellion was lumbering along a frequented path of Tortuga, his gait heavy and slow. He always had a sense of faint unease whenever he was on land -- his advantage lay in the water after all. But he knew it was necessary in order to travel the pack's territory. At least here, he was safe... or was supposed to be. He was barely fresh off the port, so to speak, new to all of these customs and members. Tide wasn't fearful though, confident in his place in this pirate land. Otherwise, he felt he wouldn't have been chosen by the war captain to come along and join as a warrior. A fighter for a pack he barely even knew yet.

Heaving a large sigh, he continued with his slow gait until he finally came within sight of another pool with multiple small waterfalls pouring their supply into them. A smile lit his expression as he looked at the clear surface, beckoning to him like a moth to a flame. And how could he resist? Walking over to it, he took a deep breath and gently slipped beneath the surface with barely a sound considering his large form. With powerful strokes of his tail he lunged himself towards the bottom, his gaze exploring the pool with the clear water. There were a lot of things to find down here, and with his expanded time holding his breath, he had all the time in the world.

So to speak.

He rose towards the surface twenty minutes later, two little shining objects in his maw as he departed from the bottom. Breaking the surface of the pool, Tide paddled his way to the shore and exited the water. It came off him in sheets, and he began to lumber off again. Maybe he would take them to his cavern, once he found a suitable one to call his home. He kept making a note to pick one out, but there was just so much... beauty here.

Sounds of another approaching made Tide pause, orange eyes glimmering curiously as to the newcomer. Once the other showed themselves, they would see the hellion staring, observing. Stance. Body language. It just screamed authority. It wasn't hard to guess who this was. Still holding the orange objects in his mouth, Tide turned his body (it wasn't as easy as most to do this) and walked directly towards the larger male. No fear in his body, but respect nonetheless. Lowering his head, he presented two uncut imperial topazes at the male's paws. Once placed in front of him, Tide stepped back and gave a courteous bow.

"You must be the Captain, sir," he rumbled, gaze confident but by no means arrogant. "It is an honor, indeed."

     and if you're still breathing
     you're the lucky ones
     cause most of us are having
     through corrupted lungs