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[Stryker]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — The news about a death of an innocent, potential-filled, and driven young Pittian arrived within the Pitt soon enough. Originally, he had planned to go out with a special someone... but eventually settled for finishing the job himself. His best work was done alone. After observing the corpse and navigating the Typhoon's area, the snake-like lion had finally found his prey. A young female of optimal size. Small enough for him to take his paw and smash it into the ground in hopes that their skull would break into pieces. An optimal target. Even so, that was the easy way. Killing one of the Pitt's own came with plenty of consequences. Stryker's scrutiny and mischief just happened to be the worst one, meaning he would definitely take the more brutal way when it came to this.

With a plan in mind, he had already arrived. Stashed within the dock's underbrush, he watched from afar with narrowed green eyes and a smug expression spread across his face. She seemed to be struggling. Whether that was physically or mentally, Stryker frankly did not care at the moment. Goldenluxury deserved to be hit at full force for mercifully killing one of his members, his friends, because she was... What? Pissed? Having a bad day? Feeling betrayed? Lord, some people... He could sympathize. Now was not the time for that though.

Not another thought passed Stryker's mind. The lion dashed from out of the tall grass and rushed onto the shore's sand. He was far, giving the female time to run, but with her injury he doubted that. Things would go fairly smoothly if all went well. The plan? Tackle, snap, and pop out of the situation. If there happened to be any frustrations, things may go a bit differently.

Once reaching close by, the lion aimed to pounce upon the domestic feline with a ferocious growl. He'd tackle her at full force, hoping to push her to the ground with ease. Whether or not he landed, he'd hiss. "Don't you think you're getting away from me, me heartie." Thus the fun began.

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lil bump; no rush! <3

[Stryker]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — An electric shock traveled throughout his body, going from the tip of his tail and through his spine. Stryker felt himself stagger backwards, similar to when Esklav electrocuted him earlier for his actions with their former slave. He thought he knew better. It seemed not. Still, the lion pursued his prey and rounded on Goldenluxury. A low growl rumbled out from the back of his throat. That was not the end of her attacks though, as her harpy was following her sentient leader's orders.

Harpy talons grazed at his cheek, digging deep into his flesh and causing a most likely prominent scar. With an outreached paw, Stryker aimed to grab at the harpy by it's leg and then proceed to drag it to the ground. If successful, he would then take his free hand and slam it into the bird's humulus bone. This would render the wing useless. There was a small possibility of having it heal. He hoped there was virtually no chance for the miscreant to gain the power of flight again.

With that finished and the harpy possibly rendered useless, he would continue trailing over towards the much smaller female. "You've got no one to protect you now," he taunted. Blood seeped into his mouth, causing him to gargle as he spoke. "Now let's proceed without any interruptions..." Mental manipulation attempted to seep into Goldenluxury's mind and cause her motor cortex to fail, making her unable to process voluntary movement. She would get into a shocked state. Even so, Broca's area would still have control over her speech and the amygdala could show fear. While the cerebellum was still activated, her coordination would be off. Goldenluxury would only act on instinct and fear. After all, who wanted an emotionless corpse for a victim?

Hoping she succumbed to his hypnotization, the male continued. "I'll be taking you back to our clan," came his warning."You deserve to be put down for your actions against one of our loyal members." Stryker wanted to evoke a reaction out of the female in hopes that she realized her actions were faulty and rather messy. Rightful justice needed to be served. While he did enjoy the occasional violence for the rebellious thrill he craved, the lion saw Goldenluxury's actions to be ruthless and fueled by a deep anger that possibly matched her parents own. "We're simply trading a life for another."

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[Stryker]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — A ravaging snarl left him as he proceeded forward towards Goldenluxury. Outreached claws aimed to scrape lightly at her throat, his snake-like tongue flicking cockily as he did so. Slitted eyes watched curiously. So she admitted her crime against their nation... and so willingly? How interesting. Stryker admired her honesty, but that was not enough for him. He wanted to feel empowered over her. The Slaver wanted justice for her wrong-doings, just as he did with his family and all the others that died without repercussions within Snowbound. This was his chance. For the first time, he was walking the line between justice and revenge.

He tuned out her voice partially, aiming to grab her by the scruff. After grabbing her, the female would be taken back to the Pitt to be tortured further until he felt satisfied in his work... then she'd die.