Solira: The Ocean: unknown; ALCATRAZ

unfortunately, for Alcatraz of course, the seer knew all along that he was looking for him.

It was just by accident that he actually found him.

He watches the ocean quietly as the waves rose and fell to the oceans own rythem. He watches still as they crash over the razor reefs. The small ridge is peaceful, and for now this was all he wished for, to not be disturbed, why might you ask? He couldn’t even tell you, he just did. His cat hisses through his mind, laughing as his deep rustic voice penetrates his mind. “Incoming“ The Black Leopard hangs lazily from a tree in the background, his head resting on his overgrown paws as his chuckles die down.

Micah turns his painted face towards Alcatraz as he finds himself to him. A sigh escapes him as his earth touches Alcatraz. Immediately he draws it back, un willing to cause any negative reactions from the brute. He shoves it into a bottle inside himself and lets it seep slowly like toxin from him. His earth never liked being controlled to this extent, and it moves through him, bashing him, but never hating him.

“Yes, me.“ He replies bluntly. Eyeing him curiously. “mm, yes I guess I am, and your one of those golds who fight for…?“ He lets it hang, chuckling lightly. Micah is odd, he can’t hate anyone, call it a gift or a defect but he just can’t. But he will come to level with whatever ‘game’ you feel like throwing at him.

His head looms towards the trees that hang lazily in the background as he hears in his mind the cat crunt heavily, almost unwilling. But he does as Micah bids. Stretching he crawls down the tree, padding over to the two and eventually plants a nice spot next to Micah. His yellow eyes watch Alcatraz, Nimir-raj was not as level headed as Micah, but he cared for him so he tried. But he smiles anyways, the Black leopards pearly white teeth glinting in the sun. It was a poor aplied smile, could give the impression he would rather taste you for breakfast.

Micah shakes his head from side to side. “Well Alcatraz, there you go, this is Nimir-raj.“ And he gazes down at the almost fully grown cat.

The boy and his cat, what a pair. As Micahs bellowing laughter draws upon the air. The cat only turns pinning his ears agains the flat of his head and gazing at him he looks away his head tilted up and his eyes closed as he speaks to Micah. “Sometimes I’d just like to pretend I don’t know you“

M i C A H
TEACHER OF SOLIRA. EARTH THREE[BARKSKIN]. SEER.