02-28-2023, 07:55 PM
Another cheetah. Hoooo boy! That meant competition, didn't it? Or an alliance? He wasn't quite sure yet. The other cheetah appeared to be visceral in appearance and in mentality, only greeting him with a vague threat of death that caused a joking frown to appear on his pleasantly painted features. "Well, gee, aren't you a happy soul," Bakari sarcastically remarked. His frown sporadically changed and shifted into a toothy grin. "Suppose you could at least introduce yourself, darkness and all." Colored eyes looked the other up and down, clearly judging them. "Unless you're too cool for that." The skinny feline cackled to himself.
Bakari looked back at his gifts as the other questioned him. He thought his intentions were clear. As the other stated, most merchants did not bring gifts to the border, so wouldn't he have to be a joiner or an advisor from other group? Thankfully for them, he was the first option. "Name's Baaaaakari," the cheetah interjected. "I'm here to join this fine establishment, given the last couldn't handle me." His toothy smile widened with confidence. "More like Coalition of the Damned." He thought that was funny. Did the others? Maybe not. Despite that, the feline snorted to himself.
Impatient, he continued on. It was clear he liked to talk and did not have a filter. "So, when can I cross this little scent border?" His paw flicked back and forth between the two territories nonchalantly. "I've got things to do, pyramids to see... A joining man is busy!" Surely, they would understand. Right?
Bakari looked back at his gifts as the other questioned him. He thought his intentions were clear. As the other stated, most merchants did not bring gifts to the border, so wouldn't he have to be a joiner or an advisor from other group? Thankfully for them, he was the first option. "Name's Baaaaakari," the cheetah interjected. "I'm here to join this fine establishment, given the last couldn't handle me." His toothy smile widened with confidence. "More like Coalition of the Damned." He thought that was funny. Did the others? Maybe not. Despite that, the feline snorted to himself.
Impatient, he continued on. It was clear he liked to talk and did not have a filter. "So, when can I cross this little scent border?" His paw flicked back and forth between the two territories nonchalantly. "I've got things to do, pyramids to see... A joining man is busy!" Surely, they would understand. Right?
MY VICTIMS, I GIVE THEM LOVE AND CARE
MURDERING MENTALITY
BAKARI — KING CHEETAH — THE PITT —TAGS
I DON'T WANT TO GET BLOOD EVERYWHERE!