02-05-2023, 08:37 PM
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BURN THE BOAT BURN THE SAIL
somewhere along the line, coming to these meetings had become a bore, and more recently, an annoying task that the sleep-deprived luminary didn't wish to undertake. it was even more of a challenge for the american lion this time as he walked along, his newest challenge being a change in his depth perception. the luminary's face was decorated by a new and sore looking wound, a scar given to him by none other than the typhoon's juniper, something he was sure her groupmates had congratulated her on, or would after this night. breath misting around his muzzle as he walked into the clearing with his head raised high, veil draped over his muzzle and the garish wound showing in it's own glory.
the luminary was lacking an eye following the exchange on the island that belonged to them, an injury he accepted despite the agony it still caused him. seven had dressed it so many times and they'd done what they could but had only been able to keep the scratch and other injury as clean as they could. tanglewood had already heard his screams of pain, aside from those of their own. they'd learned more or less that it was best not to question what happened when shrieks and screams came from seven's house, his poor shadow reaper. she had so much work to do, and her own issues to face with this recent battle that his heart honestly went out to her.
heavy dark paws left paw prints behind as the lion walked his way into the clearing and towards the tall tree, observing the rising tensions between all groups present as he walked up to the front and smirked when he saw sorbet. where was their fierce tabby captain? stifling the dark laughter that wanted to bubble up, the lion licked his lips and sat down in his spot, "so nice to see you again, sorbet.", he held back the snideness that wanted to erupt from him, curling his tail over his paws. clearing his throat as he fixed josiah with a curious look, ears twitching, "romulus. and i suppose josiah. i doubt that a third or fourth party would be able to easily settle this dispute. it would come as no surprise that territories have suffered from the recent storm, no? tanglewood has decided to leave behind our path under former luminaries, we remain as outcasts of course, but we are no longer allowing ourselves to be bullied and our rightful territory to be stolen away by another group. the typhoon may have the waters, but they do not get land that sits within junction of other territories. tanglewood used to not be an explorative group, we used to stay only in our swamps, we used to let others pick on and harass our members.", he drawled with a glance between jormungand and romulus, remembering that one of their own had been taken prisoner some years ago, and that prisoner was important to the kingpin of the coalition.
exhaling wearily, he looked over the gathered bodies, "tanglewood has taken back the island that is rightfully ours. tanglers have to look out for themselves, after all, and securing that island is part of it. isn't the typhoon's territory large enough, sorbet? tanglewood has suffered quite the territory loss with this storm, and we have moved to secure the assurance that our children, elderly, sick and our warriors will be able to fill their bellies and continue to trade this year. the ships we commissioned from you were made with a majority of our lumber and our own metals.", he spoke as he turned his gaze back to the quartermaster of the typhoon with a grim expression. he knew he was going to get flack for the fact that they had captured one of the typhoon's own but he had been captured trying to commandeer one of tanglewood's ships and dealt with accordingly. he was still in their custody and he supposed he could rub it into sorbet's face but ah ... was he searching for another battle today? "your groupmate, alexandre, was it? xyr are in safe paws under seven's care. when we are assured that you will not invade our island, we will release xem. casualties are the cost of war, and we were prepared to face these things."
the luminary was lacking an eye following the exchange on the island that belonged to them, an injury he accepted despite the agony it still caused him. seven had dressed it so many times and they'd done what they could but had only been able to keep the scratch and other injury as clean as they could. tanglewood had already heard his screams of pain, aside from those of their own. they'd learned more or less that it was best not to question what happened when shrieks and screams came from seven's house, his poor shadow reaper. she had so much work to do, and her own issues to face with this recent battle that his heart honestly went out to her.
heavy dark paws left paw prints behind as the lion walked his way into the clearing and towards the tall tree, observing the rising tensions between all groups present as he walked up to the front and smirked when he saw sorbet. where was their fierce tabby captain? stifling the dark laughter that wanted to bubble up, the lion licked his lips and sat down in his spot, "so nice to see you again, sorbet.", he held back the snideness that wanted to erupt from him, curling his tail over his paws. clearing his throat as he fixed josiah with a curious look, ears twitching, "romulus. and i suppose josiah. i doubt that a third or fourth party would be able to easily settle this dispute. it would come as no surprise that territories have suffered from the recent storm, no? tanglewood has decided to leave behind our path under former luminaries, we remain as outcasts of course, but we are no longer allowing ourselves to be bullied and our rightful territory to be stolen away by another group. the typhoon may have the waters, but they do not get land that sits within junction of other territories. tanglewood used to not be an explorative group, we used to stay only in our swamps, we used to let others pick on and harass our members.", he drawled with a glance between jormungand and romulus, remembering that one of their own had been taken prisoner some years ago, and that prisoner was important to the kingpin of the coalition.
exhaling wearily, he looked over the gathered bodies, "tanglewood has taken back the island that is rightfully ours. tanglers have to look out for themselves, after all, and securing that island is part of it. isn't the typhoon's territory large enough, sorbet? tanglewood has suffered quite the territory loss with this storm, and we have moved to secure the assurance that our children, elderly, sick and our warriors will be able to fill their bellies and continue to trade this year. the ships we commissioned from you were made with a majority of our lumber and our own metals.", he spoke as he turned his gaze back to the quartermaster of the typhoon with a grim expression. he knew he was going to get flack for the fact that they had captured one of the typhoon's own but he had been captured trying to commandeer one of tanglewood's ships and dealt with accordingly. he was still in their custody and he supposed he could rub it into sorbet's face but ah ... was he searching for another battle today? "your groupmate, alexandre, was it? xyr are in safe paws under seven's care. when we are assured that you will not invade our island, we will release xem. casualties are the cost of war, and we were prepared to face these things."
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