this twilight feels like an afterlife [calico jack]

Jack sees the shiver that wracks the friendly woman’s form and his brows furrow slightly in worry. The small sparrow, Kas, burrows into her fur and the boy offers a dip of his head in agreement to her words about it being wonderful. Eyes turn to scan the area for a moment as he gets his bearings and then he moves to point his body in the direction of a close by cave that he remembers. With an incline of his head and lift of his leg, he invites her to join him while saying, “There is a small cave not too far from here. It is this way.”

A chilly breeze blows and the boy does his best to position himself so that he will block most the wind for her while they walk. Waiting for her join him so that they can start the trek before responding to her words about the packs. Calico offers a broad grin and dips his head in acknowledgement as he says, “Yes. There are serval packs spread over both of the continents.” Darting a glance to the woman, realizing she may be new, he quickly adds, “Right now, you are on the continent of Boreas and this land,” his leg lifts to absently sweep the area around them, “is called The Red Forest.”

Offering Dulla a smile, he continues on, “There is a pack close to here that is known as the Armada. They are a pack of warriors that is led by a Warlord. I’m part of a pack called the Pirates! We take up a beach in the south and raid other packs for resources while living the way we wish to. We mean no harm and everything done for fun but, many packs don’t like that so we are… not very popular.” A sheepish grin wiggles his lips as he bashfully admits that his pack isn’t all that well liked.

A thought crosses his mind and he quickly turns his icy gaze to the woman and says in a serious tone, “But, I don’t you mean you harm… okay? Actually, I never mean anyone any harm but… that doesn’t really seem to matter.” A sad sigh passes his lips as he thinks of the prejudice he is met with just because he was born into the Pirates. With a shake of his head, he rids himself of the gloomy thoughts before saying, “Uh, there are actually a lot of packs around. Is there something in particular you would like to know? Or would you like me to list them all for you?”

The warm, friendly grin is back on his lips as he looks to Dulla, waiting to hear what she wishes.


"Calico Jack"