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

Calico Jack is swift to close the distance, approaching the other boy with a relaxed, open stance so as not to alarm him. The stranger says a word and the calico-hued boy cracks a grin but it quickly fades away as the other boy groans. As the unknown boy gathers his legs to stand, Jack retreats a little to allow him space and to let him know he is not trying to threaten him. Icy blue eyes catch sight of the crystalized cuff that sprouts from the boy’s back right-leg and he cannot stop the wince that comes. Part of him wonders if the boy hates that automatic response and he decides to try and make light of the painful looking cuff.

Voice light and carefree, Jack says, “Oh, wow. I didn’t realize that crystal cuffs are the new fashion. Looks like I need to trade in my bandana for one.” Brows lift skyward as he hopes his attempt at humor is more appreciated than the immediate sympathy that many probably offer. As the boy stands, Jack spies a feather pendant resting against the fur of his chest and Jack excitedly shouts, “Hey! Those feathers look like the ones from my brother’s ducks! Oh, well. I guess many ducks have those colored feathers. Uh… maybe. But… yeah.” His speech quickly winds down into uncertainty as he realizes that he has probably made a huge fool of himself.

Well, if he is already fool, might as well keep it going. Dipping into a rather grandiose and obviously ridiculous bow, the boy says, “Calico Jack, at your service.” Straightening up, he cannot help but notice how close the waterfall sounds and he remembers his original reason for being out here. Shyly rubbing a paw over the slick stone, he sheepishly says, “I’m heading up to the top of the waterfall. Want to join me?” The slate stones have been rather boring so far but he hopes that the view from the top is grander. Plus, if the boy with the crystal cuff joins him, he can keep an eye on him.

Sometimes, Jack wonders if he cares about others too much.


"Calico Jack"