07-29-2019, 09:46 PM
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
[align=center]//note this is meant to take place after the pitt's takeover!
The female, upon hearing the Pitt planned to attack yet another group, decided to make yet another trip. Her head still hurts from collapsing upon her desk, falling unconscious without her consent. But, the Gods had deemed it so, and she was still left wondering what the Hell all of that was. Nonetheless, she still needs to focus on the war. This is much more important than any weird fucking omens and power discoveries given by a God - she'd figure it out later. The tigress had heard little about the Blackguard, all she'd known was that they took over the Rosebloods and had slowly been building membership, which she had no real problems with. The Rosebloods had seemed as good as dead for a while, though she isn't so sure of how successful this new group was fairing either, so she did not bother to arrive with any gifts. She more so was visiting out of curiosity - one more force would not hurt, and she doubts the other leaders would mind, though she would first need to meet with them and at least learn a little bit about them.
So, the tigress would step onto the strange territory with her head held high, looking around the cold territory. It almost reminds her of Snowbound, which wasn't necessarily a good thing. She grits her teeth, not at all used to the cold. Everywhere she's stayed, it'd always been incredibly hot. "Oi!" she shouts loudly. She could scent the Pitt from where she stood. She must have arrived not long after they had their scuffle - the territory clearly burned.
The female, upon hearing the Pitt planned to attack yet another group, decided to make yet another trip. Her head still hurts from collapsing upon her desk, falling unconscious without her consent. But, the Gods had deemed it so, and she was still left wondering what the Hell all of that was. Nonetheless, she still needs to focus on the war. This is much more important than any weird fucking omens and power discoveries given by a God - she'd figure it out later. The tigress had heard little about the Blackguard, all she'd known was that they took over the Rosebloods and had slowly been building membership, which she had no real problems with. The Rosebloods had seemed as good as dead for a while, though she isn't so sure of how successful this new group was fairing either, so she did not bother to arrive with any gifts. She more so was visiting out of curiosity - one more force would not hurt, and she doubts the other leaders would mind, though she would first need to meet with them and at least learn a little bit about them.
So, the tigress would step onto the strange territory with her head held high, looking around the cold territory. It almost reminds her of Snowbound, which wasn't necessarily a good thing. She grits her teeth, not at all used to the cold. Everywhere she's stayed, it'd always been incredibly hot. "Oi!" she shouts loudly. She could scent the Pitt from where she stood. She must have arrived not long after they had their scuffle - the territory clearly burned.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.
