some kind of purpose // return from pitt

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[color=#151B54]JERISIDIE
" i am the god-damn king !! "

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a tired breath would fall off the hellhound's lips, the monster rolling his shoulder as he walked back over the border of his new home. "Hey assholes! Guess who's back!" he called, ears flicking back.

he was amused, looking much more flower-y than from before his capture by briar, a member of the pitt. he had once lived in the pitt, now returning to the rosebloods.

disappointing. that's all that he could think of the entire encounter as. he had really been looking forward to some good torture, some pain to busy his mind with. had it happened? nope. all he got for his trouble of being captured was more blooms in his fur and on his prosthetic leg. no big loss, just made him feel weird with even more colorful blossoms to stand out against his white fur.

[Jiyu Simul Stamus]

The calico couldn't move at the moment, laying a few feet away with her legs tucked under her just trying to deal with the pain from her visibly bulging spine area. "Becoming a flower child must be a wolf thing." she made the comment without even looking directly at him, laying there. Most of the wolves she had encountered across her life? Tended to have something to do with flowers. Thus the new blooms only served to place him as a flower child, nothing else, she didn't even think twice about it.

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[color=#151B54]JERISIDIE
" i am the god-damn king !! "

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a raised brow met her reaction, humming gently, "flower child? well, I suppose that i am covered in flowers, but i detest these, they hurt." he responded, waving his paw as if to pass off the comment, grumbling.

[sephiroth]

SEPHIROTH

MALE — ROSEBLOODS — PHARAOH — HOVER FOR TAGS

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]"Hm."  The Pharaoh would approach with a thoughtful hum, eyes settling on the hellhound with the mingling scents, eyes narrowed in investigation.  Sephiroth would lift up his head with a raised brow as he studied Jerisidie intently.  "Would it be inappropriate to ask where you've been?"  The scent that the beast that had once lived in the Pitt carried was foreign and mixed and hard to distinguish to a specific group.

#psychosocial.

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[color=#151B54]JERISIDIE
" i am the god-damn king !! "

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an amused look claimed his face, "got all caught up by the pitt. they didnt do much, just gave me some nice new floral decorations. how'd things go?" he hummed, tipping his head to the side.