A nervous smirk drew on his face as Crow spoke. As he continued speaking, the vulpine kept backing up and eventually found himself with nowhere to run. No one was going to help him either. That was rightful payment for his lack of leadership and his merciful lies to their enemies. He was too polished and pompous for a clan full of vicious maniacs... Yet somehow he managed to always be one step ahead of them. Stryker and Ninazu, their precious former leaders, were locked away for no one to find, perhaps even dead, all because of him. Little did The Pitt know, Jervis was their biggest ally and somehow also their biggest enemy.

Despite Kydobi's attempts, Crow came flying towards him. The shimmering knife showered in the jungle's sun as it flew towards the ardent's throat, but he pushed away in time before it could crash course into his jugular vein. Sashaying in the direction of the other leader, he aimed to jump at Crow's side and throw him a tree engulfed in flames. His body would entwine around the tree, causing his neck to snap backwards. Crow's head would collide with the hard oak and temporarily throw him in a loop.

Through his struggle, the fox let out a harsh yelp. "IT'S OVER YOU DIMWIT," Jervis shrilly hollered. His words were roughly aimed at Kydobi, but ultimately a general statement towards all Pittians around him. "KILL THEM."

[OOC: mobile, don’t worry I hate posting only my phone too  ]

Everyone was a fool. Everyone was stubborn. A furious growl would come up as he missed. But it seemed Jervis could handle his own.


Take the children. He looked back to see Ramona hide behind tree. No! Run! He would look back to see lightning coming down. Quickly he would jump back his heart pounding as all the fur stood up.

Aine. Ramona. They were what mattered, let the more bloodthirsty brutes fight.


Responsibility fueled his movements as he bolted towards Ramona. Opening his jaw and attempting to grab her scruff is she let him. But as he strayed farther from the fight cowardice was all he felt.

He should fight. But if Jervis died the Pitt could have s fresh start. A safer beginning. Or they all could be hunted down.


Monsters all of them.

[OOC: im thinking about having him killed here so he can discover his reincarnation power haha ]

She was right and it scared him. He isn’t that brave.


”Ramona, i have no elemental powers! I can’t fight lightning

He looked back to see the earth under the white dogs command, ”But I have the power to make sure you’re ok. And Aine... I’ll see. I forget that you’re capable of handling yourself. Either way I like to think I have a way with Jervis.

He huffed, put her down and looked at the foxes. Fighting the flames. The fire was quickly engulfing them and it scared him. Fire everywhere. His heart was choking in fear. Everything burning. The dancing figure of smoke and red death licking the trees. His home. Up in flames. Everything burning...

Burning.

Burning.


And suddenly he was alone and in a tunnel and all he saw was fire. It reflected in his eyes. Everywhere


Then a boom and he would look. Ears pinned to his head and his heart fluttered.

”Gael!”, he would call as he pelted towards them, jumping through the fire without being touched. He was like a ghost.


”Hop on my back. I’ll carry her in my maw. Quick! Before the fire consumes you all”

He had a plan. he reached down to grab the pup by her scruff. He had forgotten he couldn’t be harmed by anything. It was hard to accept. He could feel the heat but it couldn’t burn him could it? The jaguar swallowed a dry lump. His red eyes watered and lungs were screaming for clean air.

A bolt of lightning flew past him. Blinding white light filled his vision and temporarily stunned him. In the moment, he tried to hold onto what he could but there was no hope. He barely noticed Jerisidie's interception. With ringing in his ears, Jervis' vision came back to its senses and stared out at Crow's lifeless body. A smirk appeared on his lips. Successful and cocky, he didn't notice the translucent figure that had arrived out of thin air.

Something pummeled into his side. He toppled towards the floor. The flames around him inched closer and begun to encapsulate his figure. Jervis writhed furiously underneath the weight of the unknown figure. His head turned to the left to look up at the translucent stranger, only to be thrown down towards the fire. A cowardly howl left Jervis. Heartbreaking and shrill, he filled the area with his agonizing screams. Smoldering blazes licked at the right side of his face and breached through whatever inch of skin it could. The inferno tore through his eye, along with the fur that surrounded it. His beauty that he praised had finally been tarnished.

A struggled gasp left him as he was lifted up again. Only then was he pummeled into the flames again. More horrific yowls of defeat left his throat as he choked on the smoke. A ember-filled haze filled his left eye. Darkness threw him a loop, only causing him to screech once again. Fearing for his life, Jervis kept wriggling underneath Crow's weight. For a moment, it seemed as if there was no escape to his agony.

The damage had already been done. He threw himself further into the flames to get out of the other leader's grip. Coming to his paws, Jervis stumbled over to the tree with a scowl and rounded on Crow's body. Golden eyes looked over at Crow's consciousness for a moment, only to look away seconds later. Claws like daggers breached throw Crow's corpse. The ardent's furious slashes were aimed at the feline's side. With each swipe, his attacks went deeper into his side and Jervis' fury grew. This was the man that had ruined him.

//permission for powerplay granted by stygian