LOCKE
He hadn't had a proper job since he went properly cat or since Longnight or something. So when the man approached him in the Hanged Man, Locke was a touch confused. He was after a whale bone, or a monster bone? All Locke knew was it was big and a woman who's description was entirely too familiar had it. Admittedly, stalking someone as a jaguar through a jungle was much easier than doing it as a person. Maybe if they were in a city he'd still be in his two legged form but as it stands, he's kittiafied.
He slinks along behind her, keeping to dapples of shadowed sunlight. He's sort of figured out that's where he's hardest to see. He still occasionally missteps but the general noise of the jungle seems to suit him well. The goal is to wait until either night fall or she stops to rest. He has no real bad feelings towards her so the goal is to steal, not kill. He just has to wait for the right time to pounce.
He slinks along behind her, keeping to dapples of shadowed sunlight. He's sort of figured out that's where he's hardest to see. He still occasionally missteps but the general noise of the jungle seems to suit him well. The goal is to wait until either night fall or she stops to rest. He has no real bad feelings towards her so the goal is to steal, not kill. He just has to wait for the right time to pounce.
And you got what the whole world wants
So strap that armor tighter on
So strap that armor tighter on
