Pincher frankly didn't really believe in alliances, they all seemed like a chore. He had preferred one with the Ascendants but they had been rather lousy allies believing that the Typhoon should do all the traveling to their place than it being equal. And it seemed that Snowbound was heading the same way as he heard the announcement being made by Atbah as he had been sitting on the wrecked train station that was located behind the entrance of the island. He was taking a smoke break from work, his glacier blue eyes turned into slits as he observed the sky for any sign of a possible storm for he had smelled the faint trace of rain the morning. Ever since the tsunami, he had been rather jumpy about Mother Nature's wrath and simply hoped that it didn't desire to rain on his parade. The muscular broad-shouldered wildcat simply stretched as he heard her speak the announcement, a long circular puff of smoke flowing out of his jaws before the sleek male snorted and decided to hop to his bone white paws, stalking towards the smaller feline with a cool expression settled on his face but there was a sudden dangerous glint in his gaze.

As he grew closer, frost began to form around his paws as a toothy sly grin laced his jaws as he towered over the chief, left ear twitching as he hummed softly with amusement. "My envoys went to visit you this week and you have never once sent your ambassadors here except for some party invite. I sent resources and if I don't get my equal share sometime soon, I'll just come and get it from ya." He spoke flatly, sharp and icy as Pincher was not making any threats, he was making a promise. Pincher was not fond of when he made deals and was not given the same share so he wasn't afraid to fuck around with three other clans at once if he had to show he wasn't fucking around. His claws unsheathed as he took another step forward, his dangerous grin growing. Pincher hardly showed this side of him, the one that enjoyed ripping apart creatures that got in the way of his plans.

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the little white cat pranced over, eyeing the scene and analyzing it. so they were now neutrals with a clan called snowbound... hmm, he had been to two different clans and had never heard of them. the savannah girl- she must be the leader, he guessed- seemed nervous to bring this up, and meri grinned. pincher was fucking sexy, but was also terrifying as a person. merihem stood next to pincher, looking at the other. he was engaged, wasn't he? well, it wasn't cheating if it was onesided, and he was content at leaving it like that.

"fuck, haha," was all he could say, a scared laugh emerging from him. pincher was scary, and even though they were on the same side, he knew snowbound had fucked up in not delivering resources or whatever it was that pincher desired. he eyed atbash, a grimace forming on his pale face, trying to warn her wordlessly to please their leader.

Vandal had never even heard of Snowbound before - perhaps that's already enough indication that they weren't pulling their weight. If Pincher is mad and her clanmates are mad then she's sure she's got every right to be mad after hearing what they have to say. They provided shelter and aid and received nothing in turn except a single party invite and a drop to neutrals. That doesn't even sound like a fare trade and Vandal's not too willing to let it go, and she knows none of her clanmates are either. If they're all going to start making up for things now, when the entirety of the Clan is already mad, she knows there likely won't be any going back.

"Oh, now you're trying to scrape up some excuse to pay us off?" She scoffs, sardonic, standing tall next to her brother and lashing her thick tail with agitation. The nerve, really. Perhaps she would've found it amusing, but Pitch's anger is pulling at her anger and she's getting less and less in control by the end of it. "To think you came here to drop us to neutrals, eh?" She cocks her head to one side, a mocking gesture, and flashes a sick smile towards the leader - formalities be damned, if this little pest came here to say they're dropped only to backpedal, Vandal isn't likely to let it go.

"And for what? All that effort for gems?" She laughs, then snaps her jaws at the air threateningly, hearing her sharp teeth meet in a resounding click. The humor of it all. "Like a few little shiny doo-dads are gonna fix what you're trying to pull right now." Her neon gaze turns to Pincher, almost desperate for him to say that there's no protection waiting for the Snowbound now - that there's no solace for them this time. Her talons dig deep into the familiar sands of the territory and she knows - she knows that this time, if there's going to be a fight, she's going to be ready. She's going to enjoy it.

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Pincher didn't give a fuck if he had started with a heavy wall of tension between the Snowbound leader and him, he wanted good reason onto why Snobound believed they were fine without them. Political alignment? Hadn't Leigh agreed that because they were warbound and Snowbound as peaceful, they would be able to provide security if the other allies sought trouble with the peaceful group? He had allowed himself and his crewmates to be the ones that weren't afraid to get their paws dirty, dripping with the blood of whoever had decided to mess with their allies. But if Snowbound really believed that his group, the ones that had taken them in had nothing to offer, he was more fucking pissed off that his crew worked hard to keep the connection while Snowbound had not done shit for them. More frost began to form around him as he listened, the ground slowly becoming almost a sheet of ice as his claws cracked into the frozen water, sinking deep into the sheet of ice as he was restraining himself from biting down on the neck of the chief. It was tempting especially how easy it would be and how he knew that he could overtake the rest of her clan without much trouble since he knew a majority were prey. That was the danger of making deals with Pincher. If you decided to cut him off, he would leave with heavy amounts of information that he would use to make sure you knew never to break deals with him.

"So you plan on aiding finally by dropping us as neutrals? What kind of strategy is that?" His voice was becoming sharper and biting, his steady voice holding a hushed snarl as his grin turned into a scowl at her explanations. What the actual fuck was she talking about? When she stated that she couldn't promise her part of supply, a wild chuckle rumbled in his throat and he raised a paw from the ice, his claws now covered in ice as he inspected it as Atbash now tried to bargain with jewels. He then heard his daughter join in, noticing her dissapproval as well and frankly was proud she had decided to bring in more evidence about how much the Typhoon had contributed. "When we were struck by a tsunami, everyone heard and you didn't help. You didn't come to check up on us or bring in shit while some of my crewmates were injured and we needed supplies...and I took you in. I ALLOWED MY FUCKING CREW FIGHT YOUR STUPID FUCKING HUMAN PESTS AND I DIED BECAUSE OF IT, LEAVING MY CREW WITHOUT A CAPTAIN FOR FOUR DAYS." The jaguar's cool broke as he remembered the fight and how he had risked the lives of his crewmates just to help Snowbound. He frankly didn't really give a shit that he had died because of the spear that had impaled him from a human he had fought but Pincher was pissed that his death had traumatized his daughter and son. And now he was an immortal demigod bound to some unknown sea creatures in a deal he had never wanted to make, forced into a trapped feeling that he had tried so hard to escape.

Pincher's dark ash gray fur bristled, sparks of electricity coming off as he took another step closer, edging towards the water as he was prepared to fry Atbash. But then he hesitated, halting just a few inches from the water as he gritted his teeth, remembering that he was already preparing to fight the star fuckers soon and already had Tanglewood as their enemy. Last thing he wanted was to burn out his crew with multiple enemies at once. His long tail lashed behind him as the male's lip curled back to reveal rows of shark-like teeth as he snarled "I don't want your fucking gems. I want my goddamn shit and I mean it, Atbash. I will break every fucking bone and skull in Snowbound if you don't give me what I want by tomorrow. If I don't see you or your little snowflakes here with your fair share of resources, we sure as hell aren't going to be neutrals in my eyes." Pincher eyes were frigid and ruthless, narrowed and locked onto the savannah as he wouldn't mind sicking Caesar onto her if she decided to disagree. He wouldn't mind coming after her, attacking and attacking, again and again, until he had her head on a platter. He could wait. He had all of eternity to wait.

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