After being denied a night's stay, the lion had settled down cautiously within Elysium's outskirts. The climate was nothing like the tropics of the Coalition of the Condemned, but nothing wrong with a cold breeze once and awhile. Plus, it was a way to escape the burdens of his home for awhile. Nonetheless, the Kingpin still had business to manage here. Being denied passage within his former espionages' home left him disgruntled, especially since they had agreed on a neutrality in the first place and their former relations were thrown aside in favor for these pathetic pacifists. Just like Snowbound, Elysium had fallen. They chose to disregard the world around them and for what? To watch their loved ones die? Stryker's parents died due to Snowbound's pacifism and inability to fight back, so why should the people of Elysium experience the same loss he had?

Almost in a vaguely heroic act, but for all the wrong reasons, Stryker decided to do the same he had to Snowbound. Obliterate them. Take their leader, disband them, and takeover. From there, agree to some general terms to keep them afloat. With the power of Tanglewood, Palmclan, and Alithis behind him, their destruction was inevitable. Needless to say, there was no room to escape.

Prowling within the shadows, the lion watched from the underbrush as Hani and Alani made their nonchalant announcements. Mere welcomes. Nothing in acknowledgement to the current status of every group around them. As always, their ignorance never surprised Stryker. Letting out a lowly growl, he padded closer and watched as they finalized their words. His claws slowly unsheathed from his sockets and his teeth began to glint in the sunlight, ready to strike. Not towards the leaders though.

With a twist of his paw, the floor underneath Hani and Alani would open up. The twins would fall into the pit without a struggle and the ground would swallow them up easily, closing on top of them when finished. Stone spikes would spawn and surround them once successful. Any movement would cause them to be pricked by their sharp edge, causing blood to flow easily from the felines' vessels. Thankfully, the rock was thin. Their screams would be audible to him and the rest that gathered.

Afterwards, the lion appeared from the darkness and placed himself above the crowd. He sauntered to where Hani and Alani was once, loudly tapping his paw on the lid of their makeshift pit. Green eyes narrowed towards the crowd. A smirk appeared upon his maw as he leaned forward towards them. "Do I need to explain myself or are we all in aware that this is a takeover?" Stryker slyly cooed.

It was that simple.

The man sauntered toward the meeting. He had donned a fur cloak to keep himself warm with the cold weather closing in. He was going to speak up, request to be sworn in, but then the ground swallowed them, and in their place was a white lion? "What the shit!? What gives you the righ-" He shut himself up.

This was too similar to the fall of his home. Despite the patrols. In spite of his father, the group had been distant. He lost everyone to his father's distant relations with the other warring tribe. He lost Rione. As much as he wanted to run his mouth and badmouth this invader, the promise he made kept his mouth shut. Stay alive, for Rione.

Basil

Basil | 3 years | Fox | Elysium

Basil had watched what had happened. She had waited a long time to be able to join Elysium and now it was being taken over. She frowned watching the loin, she was going to say something, but she knew if she did, she could be killed. Instead she had stared at the loin waiting to see his next move.

The though of her brother came to her mind, yes she had left him hoping he would find his own place, now she was worried the same thing would happen. "Why?" She asked quietly to herself. She didn't understand why they were being taken over.

Narrowed eyes focused on Tempa as they spoke up, but their words were quickly cut off. Good. A man that knew when to keep his mouth shut was a valuable aspect. More compliance, less talking. Nevertheless, Stryker always enjoyed the ones who tried to contest him. There was always someone who had to speak. Especially the tiny ones. As always, a voice rang out from the back. The growl, to no surprise, was from a small miscreant with no valuable opinion.

Using his earth elementals, the lion pushed the sand out of his direction and formed the particles into a jagged diamond. His paw flicked forward, sending the sharp stone and attempting to impale Tena's chest with it. If successful, the stone would shatter upon impact and spread within the wound, causing more internal damage. Satisfied, he smirked. Whether his attempt was triumphant or not, the Kingpin would still continue to speak. "Me and my army, if you want to get specific," he responded slyly. The lion flexed his claws outward, sarcastically tapping on the stone below his feet. "Though, if one lion can take hostage of your two-headed cerberus cat, then do I really need the backup?" So far, he didn't see anyone fighting. Where was the dragon to scorch him or the dutiful lion to pin him down? What a shame. There seemed to be no fight for their survival. How ironic.

"If you do really want to know though, they'll be showing their faces shortly," the Kingpin mentioned. The wanderers would show up soon after they get word of their takeover. For now, Stryker would hold down the fort. Not like there was much to manage anyways. "Palmclan, Tanglewood, Alithis, and the Coalition of the Condemned, along with it's prisoners, will be assisting in this wonderful revamp of your group." So long to that small island. Their original home was now just a honorable piece of land compared to taking Tanglewood's and Elysium's territories. A dreamy sigh left him. "Doesn't that sound delightful?"

"If only you had taken action earlier, then maybe you wouldn't had a traitor in your midst." He momentarily glanced down at the floor where Hani and Alani were, only to look back at them with a sickening grin. "Pacifism, truly, is sadistic." They would all watch their loved ones die, yet not do a thing. What a shame. Another group would fall under Stryker's grip due to their disgraceful ignorance.

Teeth flashed in a violent snarl, stepping infront of Tena while Lavi hopefully deflected the stone shard. Above all else, he felt useless. Angry, grieving, useless. How he longed to have Rione by his side, the two of them would yell out obscenities to the bird-shit colored lion. But life was never that kind, never that loving. Through clenched teeth, he spoke quietly, "This is such bullshit.." He went from one home to another. And both had fallen to the distant, ignoring hands of leaders and rulers who should have done better.

Wiskers twitched, and he pulled the cloak closer, ignoring Sojourn. "Be it a month or more than a year, I will smile on the day your rule is no more on this land, however warped it becomes."