The lost Isle of Pantheon

V The Unseen Danger

Lurking in the jungle, the third in command of the slave traders named Slieth was being his sly old self. Watching from a tree as a distressed panda wept over the panda boy he just killed. He was in search for Gorter the first mate and any other living creature on the island. Studying the face of the maiden, he saw his decision was a horrible mistake.

She called out to his surprise. "Freckles where are you, you little rascal!?"

Her appearance in war armor that slightly looked like dragon make did not match the calm voice he had unexpected.

Running back over a large ruin of stone houses and through a giant grove of Coconut trees, he slipped back to the captains tent hidden in the vast wood." Captain I came acrossst another panda and did asss you sssaid." Hissed Slieth while dragging his claw accost his scaly, baggy neck skin with a devious sharp toothed smile. The creature he addressed as caption stood from her chair and turned toward the third mate, swooping her new panda fur cloak off and laying it on the chair."Why don't you have the pelt..?" She questioned coolly. "I want the pelt of every creature on this island."

She spitefully continued standing to her full height as she turned to face him. Snapping to a much more aggressive personality in a split second. "So why don't I have another pelt at my feet you slime!?"

A paw struck out and grabbed the unfortunate lizards neck and lifted him from his feet. "Look at me when I speak! I said look. at. me."

The lizard glanced at the scarred face of the tigres trying hard not to stare at her gray clouded right eye. "I'm sssory mam ill-", her massive paw squeezed till his eyes bulged and his scales turned from dark green to grey.

Just before he lost consciousness she released her grasp. So he would sink to her feet with terror before she did her despicable act of eating her failure crew. Those who had gall to sail under her command were either "real chaps" or total idiots.

The crew of reptiles were used to this since they are all carnivorous cannibals, so this didn't disturb the crew as would be expected. She dove into the lizards neck with a hunger, not even taking time to eat around the bones. The cook walked in to give a timed update of ship progress, "The rigging and bow ssshould be repaired in...."

He paused to regain breath, watching her chew through the bones of the very dead third mate was a gut wrenching site for this particular lizard. "Done.. in two weeks capin." He finally muttered as she turned to him and wiped the coating of blood that smeared her face and always swaying whiskers."Thank you... your name is?"" Wailer, capin ma'am."

She rolled her eyes as she finished wiping away a majority of blood with her forearm, "Wailer hu,.... you will be my second in command, you will take place of the trader scum Gorter. He was the smartest filth I had, now I'm reduced to giant brainless beasts." He being actually quite smart for his spices of lizard, was silently offended.