[OOC: [member=14429]SILΞNT.[/member] [member=347]Jack[/member] [member=1391]DANTE NORTHWEST.[/member]  ]


It seemed Worm had opened the floodgates, it seemed left and right there was those wanting to prove themselves worthy of becoming a Pittian. Of course, it did unsettle him a little with anxiety. There were a few he was unsure of that even deserved a chance.

Dante, for example. The hybrid had a mouth on him, as foolish and brutish his ideas were... that was no reason to stop him from proving himself. Even if it was a risk. Kydobi had partially wished the hybrid never returned because he could see their mouth becoming a major issue. The last thing he wanted was to end up in another Caesar situation. Or one that jeopardized the safety of the group. Clearly others didn't like him that much either if they shoved him in the desert without consent. If the man spoke so highly of himself let him prove it. However, if he had failed... Kydobi would be hard pressed to consider it as such since it was not done properly. As for the other two? He was surprised to see them all go so eagerly. But he was pleased nonetheless when they returned with their own skulls. It clearly wasn't easy, of course he was sure that for some species it wouldn't be so daunting. But, never easy.

They all came with their treasures, Kydobi had all the necklaces fixed to proper appearance. Although not necessarily fitted, that was up to the individual. Once again, he had to hold a hunting party. Have people bring prey. Never too much, he did not want to be wasteful.

"Pittians! Gather once more for Ibada!", he stood at the end of the table. Illuminated by the ignited branches stuck into the dirt. A little touch from the jaguar himself.

"Tonight we welcome three more into our ranks."

Silent was as his name implied, Silent, as he watched Kydobi announce them.

He found the ceremony amusing in its own way - all these little things they did to prove themselves and their loves of worth, it was interesting per say.

And at least broke up the monotony of the day to day - anything interesting happening would at least be mildly entertaining to the colossal monstrosity.

A small gurgling rumble issued from his maw, quiet in the wake of the leader’s speech as he waited quietly.

brutal place of string and bone, as the leader called them all jack did heed the call. The kodkod was small, infidecimal in the shadows of silent's from cutting through the sky, of kydobi's own presence. the tom was simply small in comparison; but there were no places for weakness here, not even in a time of peace, there would always be the next war, the next conflict on the edge of the horizon. something new and fresh to wash each other with revengence- a need for battle. it came as it went.

like silent the male was quiet in his apprach, but this time he refused to hide along the shadows of the night, stepping closer towards their leader without a flinch or struggle in change his his stride. the slow flick of his tail the only sign of an emotion from one of four siblings, the faemore and king of ice. Grey-blue eyes watching the leader as his back naturally fell to silent.

a feast was set, but there were only two in attendance.