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the bird saga + THE PITT ATTACKS - Stryker - 01-09-2019
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[glow=#000,2,300]☣ —[/glow] In the darkness lurked two lions both looking for their revenge. Sunhaven had put off their first attack as a joke. Seagulls had practically plummeted them with their feces and they just shrugged it off like it was nothing. One of the two, being Stryker, thought it was ignorant. If their goal was to infuriate him further after his oh-so petty attack, they had succeeded. With Ninazu by his side, they were back again for round two. This time they were going to make a mess of their territory. Their previous bird army was near them, except no longer alive. Instead the seagulls corpses were stocked in piles. Their bodies were not fresh. Sensual rotting smells filled every corner of the territory and disgusted everyone who took even the smallest of whiffs. To prevent this, Stryker had a bandanna scented with the remains of his tea from Ninazu's bonfire laced around his muzzle. As for the other lion... Well, hopefully they had something.
Soon enough, someone would wander upon their piles and would be attacked with rotting seagull corpses. All they had to do.
//who ever posts first will be attacked by the corpses
Re: the bird saga + THE PITT ATTACKS - ninazu - 01-09-2019
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I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU
Honestly, Ninazu took the Sunhaven situation much less seriously than the male lion. After all, the merchants took all of their strikes completely lying down – at least the Rosebloods gave her some return punches and personal motivation to keep bashing their brains in. But the beachside town proved to take every attack lying down; even their rescue raid fell flat to her, with all the Sunhaven members fighting pathetically against superior Pitt opponents. Pathetic, that’s what she thought of the seaside town.
But she could use an easy target, a distraction. Reigning as ardent with an active war occupied most of her time. But Stryker liked one of her joking ideas for warfare; how could she turn down an opportunity to spend time chasing chaos with him? Especially when she suggested the idea – even if he took her joke more seriously than anticipated. So here she was, settled beside him with a coffee and hemp-soaked bandanna covering her muzzle. Damn, she hadn’t anticipated the fucking stank of this shit. Maybe she should have suggested pelting the merchants with something less annoying to sit next to.
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But she could use an easy target, a distraction. Reigning as ardent with an active war occupied most of her time. But Stryker liked one of her joking ideas for warfare; how could she turn down an opportunity to spend time chasing chaos with him? Especially when she suggested the idea – even if he took her joke more seriously than anticipated. So here she was, settled beside him with a coffee and hemp-soaked bandanna covering her muzzle. Damn, she hadn’t anticipated the fucking stank of this shit. Maybe she should have suggested pelting the merchants with something less annoying to sit next to.
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Re: the bird saga + THE PITT ATTACKS - Stryker - 01-11-2019
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Re: the bird saga + THE PITT ATTACKS - teef - 01-12-2019
ARISIDE LANECES
✯ — GIVE ME A CHANCE TO CATCH MY BREATH
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looks like our fav unlucky buff tigress takes the fall //
business had been slow lately, leaving the tigress with nothing to do. the merc wasn't fond of sitting on her claws, waiting for some fish to bite the string out in the roiling waters. war was coming, and she could read the waves.
the rank stench of the birds reached her while she was out on solitary patrol, her paws sinking into the coastal sand, off to investigate the net she had set up a few weeks - was it months now? - to catch the largest of the debris from the flood. her head turning to the side, she felt a ripple of annoyance. more fucking birds? how disgusting. not that she could smell the pitt, but she had her thoughts on who would stockpile the damn bodies. this was far worse than any demon she had fought, scent-wise.
approaching one such pile warily, she scoffed at the thoughts running through her mind. oh. Ames and Vince would get a fuckin kick out of it if she spread the putrid bodies left to rot in the pitt's territory, just like the body she had left hanging there while visiting the rosebloods. hmm. maybe business wasn't so bad these days. approaching one pile, she sniffed through her kerchief cast over her nose, hackles up at the stench, underlaid by the pitt's smell.
" ... are you for fucking for real?"
business had been slow lately, leaving the tigress with nothing to do. the merc wasn't fond of sitting on her claws, waiting for some fish to bite the string out in the roiling waters. war was coming, and she could read the waves.
the rank stench of the birds reached her while she was out on solitary patrol, her paws sinking into the coastal sand, off to investigate the net she had set up a few weeks - was it months now? - to catch the largest of the debris from the flood. her head turning to the side, she felt a ripple of annoyance. more fucking birds? how disgusting. not that she could smell the pitt, but she had her thoughts on who would stockpile the damn bodies. this was far worse than any demon she had fought, scent-wise.
approaching one such pile warily, she scoffed at the thoughts running through her mind. oh. Ames and Vince would get a fuckin kick out of it if she spread the putrid bodies left to rot in the pitt's territory, just like the body she had left hanging there while visiting the rosebloods. hmm. maybe business wasn't so bad these days. approaching one pile, she sniffed through her kerchief cast over her nose, hackles up at the stench, underlaid by the pitt's smell.
" ... are you for fucking for real?"
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