08-28-2018, 05:35 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]First Pincher was sick for a meeting, and now he was in the throes of grief. They could not seem to catch a break, least of all him. Though Paper had not known Jacob that well, he found himself wishing the ex-Snowbounder would return from the grave if only so that their captain would be okay again.
At Feliks’ complaints (jesting or otherwise), Paper shot him a weary glance. ”Ease up, it’s been a hard week and there were a lot of people to remember,” he said, twitching his good ear. ”But welcome.” Even if Feliks was joking, it would do them no good for Pincher to feel even worse than he already did.
With a sigh, he turned back to listen to Pincher, a solemn look on his face. By now, there was little he could do but give the captain space and cut him some slack.
At Feliks’ complaints (jesting or otherwise), Paper shot him a weary glance. ”Ease up, it’s been a hard week and there were a lot of people to remember,” he said, twitching his good ear. ”But welcome.” Even if Feliks was joking, it would do them no good for Pincher to feel even worse than he already did.
With a sigh, he turned back to listen to Pincher, a solemn look on his face. By now, there was little he could do but give the captain space and cut him some slack.