Suddenly, Sherbet was ripped from his opponent. His scruff once again yanked on and roughly dumped in the sand. His melting visage stained with gritty sand as he took in the lion, his eyes cleared just enough to pause. Taking in the Luminary's ruined veil his eye, oh god, what have I allowed-, the Captain stumbled. Deep, gulping, breaths were taken as he surveyed the battlefield, seeing injuries, blood, and couldn't even find every Typhooner.
"TY-TYPHOONERS, RETREAT!" His piercing scream rang as he scrambled around, breaths still coming deep, trying his best to herd everyone to the Typhoon's own ships. His heart jumping and beating so hard, his claws stained with blood and extended, "TO THE SHIPS, RETREAT!"
(Final post with Sherbet in this thread as well!)
"TY-TYPHOONERS, RETREAT!" His piercing scream rang as he scrambled around, breaths still coming deep, trying his best to herd everyone to the Typhoon's own ships. His heart jumping and beating so hard, his claws stained with blood and extended, "TO THE SHIPS, RETREAT!"
(Final post with Sherbet in this thread as well!)