when the fir needles fall // return

[teef]

jerisidie - the king !

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so this was the brute that took over the ardent position from stryker, huh? his eye held a degree of humor and amusement, simply watching jervis with a hint of a grin on his lips. oh, this would be a certainly unique time.

staring up at the fox with what could be considered to be a sneer, the wolf flicked his tail, spitting out blood and fur, "a ruckus, hmm? this used to be the regular thing back in the day when we had the fearless stryker leading us. blood and death were bred into every day, and I suppose you wouldnt know that, would you? ive heard of you, fox, and not all the reputations are good or so glorious as you seem to try to portray. tell me how you managed to do it, knock that lion bastard from his throne. oh, about my leg? go ahead, take it. didn't have need for something so useless and broken as that. a good piece of advice for the leader of a group, in the future.", he responded, eye glinting before looking at all gathered members.

his gaze passed to nari, giving him a full fierce grin. he wasn't going to submit to jervis, it was not the person he was. unless the individual could gain his respect, there would be no submission or wavering. perhaps, he would raise some hell here and see if anybody broke from it, and he wouldn't be the one to bend a knee. there was no loyalty here, no sense of desire to listen to a fox. let him be struck for his words, the wolf was not submitting foolishly to one like jervis.

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tags - white hellhound - the pitt

[Nari]

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[div style="width: 450px; height: overflow; overflow: stretch; background-color:#D4AF37 ; margin-top: -6px; padding-bottom: 25px;"][div style="width: 410px; height: overflow; overflow: stretch; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color: black; text-align: justify; line-height: 13px;"] Nari found himself almost stifling his laughter, watching Jer giving Jervis what could be described as simply has a middle finger to the fox, and he was almost in tears laughing with a intense burst of humor.  An ear twitched the moment he heard about this talk about overthrowing a lion, this puny thing? Overthrow something like that?

Well, he knew anyone of any size was capable for doing anything, but this fox? He seldom doubted he did anything without some assistance, or waited for the time was right to strike the the slippery snake he was.  To keep from chuckling, he did not even bare to stifle his chuckles this time around. " I am not sure of what you are planning on doing, fox." came the cordial tone, although there was no inch of warmth in his tone. " By the looks of this power hungry folks are usually find themselves falling from the heavens right onto the ground, I do hope you have some kind of reassurance or protection when it is your turn to face whatever bullshit you caused. As the former leader did before you no? Oh you might want to put me on that list, there is no way in hell I'm kissing your ass."    Nari returned the grin with one his own, was pretty comfortable of challenging authority.

After all, he lived off off making other's slightly nervous.