BETTER DAYS - private; jail and wake

Impatiently the fiery pillar waited, an ember against the frosty white blanketing the city. Wakefield shared in his partner's dislike of his clanmates, often as well to delight himself in Wild's company instead of the bothersome altercations of the younger generation. Perhaps they lacked the maturity or the intelligence to see past Wake's disability as often times they gave him their unyielding gazes cast in the molten haughty knowledge that they had something he didn't- hearing. If it was of no consequence Wake surely would have sent them running with their tails between their legs, but as any reliable hitman he couldn't simply go around punching children when they talked shit about him- in front of him, no less, figuring he couldn't hear but unknowing to the fact he could read lips. Jaws parted into a soft exhale as he took to his partner's side., aware of Wild's lack-of-patience and perhaps, if he'd ever admit it, insecurity towards teaching a stranger(to him) a language shared by only two in existence. Diluted gaze moved to his friend. His paws lifted into swift action, tapping once together and then brushing against one another before parting into a push away from himself. Without breaking form he pressed one paw into the underside of the other paw's wrist, holding them both up and shaking, tapping his paw to his muzzle, gesturing outwards, and finishing with a sharp flick of his chin. She means well regardless of her words. He was still for but a moment, endless silence suddenly more quiet without the presence of his waving paws. No, he never usually signed in such a formal manor, but he thought it well to communicate it to Wild lest the she-beast said something ..rude. Eyes shadowed in determination now, he tapped his chest, crossed his paws at his wrists and pulled inwards before his forelimb parted to point in her direction. I trust her.

^{The stars, venerating their filigree God, seemed a single nebula whose truth was indecipherable. Her breath was a mere protoplasmic inhale and collapse of blind unorganism in a darkness where light never began, gesturing grand in the breast, each exhale the peculiar flight of fireflies. The flowering thump of her step was that sort of gigantic delicacy of an elephant picking up a peanut. And, although another half of the diamond dove had been devoured during her stroll, the other two had yet to so much as transmute of its state an as articulate madness, dangling blithely from her wild teeth.}

^{Bright blue gelid oceans swarmed with clusters of orange and yellow, tropical marine life swaying to a ultrasonic whistling beat. Darting between the algae coated rocks crustaceans scurried on thick shells of scarlet. The twin thalassique luminaries blinked softly as she slipped between the slabs of red stone wall, reaching the miniature forest, the front yard of the Blood House, and letting her galactic bodice reach the oak dusty porch. She pulled away from the ankle high grasses and weeds over growing, and climbed the wooden stairs which creaked under her weight, straining under the powerful pressure, twin arms of pillars upholding giant sequoias of hulking mass.}

^{Her dagger gaze switched between Wild and then Wake before settling on Wake. Twin lupine covered fields narrowed, unsure of the new addition to the group, but saying nothing as she sat her rump beside Wake, and placed her two diamond dove’s down upon the clawed wood.}

^{Looking with equatorial big blues she spoke slowly, catiously, as if selecting each word like a picky child at dinner. “ Sorry I am late. I collected a lunch for you two. I’ve already helped myself...Shall we begin? ” She glanced between the two curiously. The delegate had always been curious about Wake’s hand waving situation. Now she has the chance to learn about it. The soldieresse felt this would already be exciting. She’d never learned something in a long time honestly. She’d felt she’d learned everything there was to learn. Perhaps she was wrong. It never was too late to teach an old dog, er cat, new tricks.}

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Wild's response wasn't an unwarranted one, or an unexpected one, at that. Wake could understand his partner's distrust of the massive molly but it was strange to think it was usually the other way around when it came to him, at least. Wake had always been the one to ensure the guilt of the target- the one to be careful not to draw attention and the one to make sure there was no evidence to tie them to a murder. Having only recently been reunited with his long-lost partner he was starting to notice the other's similar and usually rather specific caution towards things. In response he simply stiffened and turned his attention to Jailbird, greeting her with a non-threatening look as she came bearing gifts. Food. Being deaf Wake often had a harder time hunting so to see she'd brought food for them almost felt like a backhanded insult. Almost.

His paw lifted to his chin and fell downwards before scooping the air to his mouth and pointing to the food before himself. Thanks. I'll eat it. Regardless of her understanding of his language he figured she'd be learning anyways. Reaching his claw hooked into the snow-covered meal and he tore into it quietly as Wild went about teaching her the basics- or so it seemed judging by his re-introduction, in sign. Wake lifted his head, nodding approvingly as his chilling gaze slid interchangeably between his two.. friends.

^{She was a giant, magestic, powerful, mane of dark gray sunflowers shattering against her neck, and, for just one moment, she thought she might one day be no longer looked with that gaze. A gaze of bears throats, pink and solid, but such a weakness and weapon. Reverberations of beastly roars exclaimed to startled birds as they dashed out of hiding to spread the news of fallen foes. Flutters of heatbeat wings, fast and furious, like an angry dove, so easily assumed as helpless. But a devil within. That was what she was. She was the blue feathers of Jay’s which raced to it’s finish line of safety, tufts of its own frightened bodice which slowly sunk to the floor on astronaunts limbs, stealing the cosmos as it brushed between pine nettles.}

^{A sparkling lake glinted beneath the summer sunlight as bright green flourished by its firmament side. As feathers, sprouting from thick leaves stems before coming to it’s soft velvet end, slipped into the blue, starving fish darted out to snip excitedly at the blue creation, which was to soon to grow scales and glassy eyes. The queen nodded softly to the chashmere tom, unaware of his funny dialect, though sure to find out soon enough, watching is grasp the meal gently before begininning slowly. She could have swore she was something in that gaze from the corner of her orbs...upset?}

^{She lifted her head to the side, the soft curve of her jawline hidden beneath her bluebonnets blossoming at her dark, night like skin, listening to the wildfire crackle softly of words of flaming sparks, scorching her lightly.}

^{“ I ah...I see. ” Jailbird rested her gaze on the careless scarlet coated mitts of her own. Transparent in color was that red, but it was there, prominent in her own bird cage mind. She glanced up once more as her continued, as if forgetting she’d even been there, and blinked softly, doe’s eyes filled with emotions not yet revealed to the outsides.}

^{Yes first lesson. She watched him twirl his paw around, ballerinas prancing like deer children, playfully amongst princesses which waltzed with their soon to be’s. And then slowly, deliberately placed his molten mitts upon his leathery nose before reaching and lightly as a gazelle, thumped his chest. She listened to him speak intently, batlike ears erect with interest. His name...she stored the knowledge in her jail celled mind for later, ignoring the crooning birds which cried for her attention. She’d learned long ago to ignore them. They were merely greedy crows in disguise.}

^{Nodding her head, she felt like she understood a bit. “ And what would be my name in these signs? ” The beast turned her head to Wake curiously, eyes sparkling with interest. Perhaps he’d have a name for her?}

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