[Sarcasm] Oh no... A Pirate...

Yeah it was a really bad idea. That much was becoming clear to the young Fatalis as he the scent of another wolf approached him as he was once again hunched over in pain, having again kicked a ledge on his way up. Made more complicated by what that scent told him. A pirate. A mixture of feelings washed over him, the familiarity of it set his heart hammering in his chest and yet it also wasn't familiar enough to stop the reminders that his family had been dealing with the pirates for some time now, and well he'd never live it down if he was the next victim. He took a deep breath, focusing himself on the feeling of the feather pendant against his chest, the gift Ajax had given him when they'd both been boys, he tried to use it to centre himself to keep himself from worrying too much.

Luckily the voice that spoke was clearly worried for him rather than anything else, was it possible it was all a ruse? Yeah but at least for now he would hold onto that. "Peachy." Crux said, groaning as he pulled his leg under himself so he could start rising to standing, he glanced up at the boy, and gave him a wink, before wincing again as he felt his leg protest the angle he was trying to pull it into. "Nothing that can't be walked off at least." Of that at least he was pretty sure, it hurt sure but he hadn't broken anything, thank gods.

"Speech"