03-14-2023, 12:11 AM
Bakari held animals as a whole to a higher power. Their beauty and inner workings were admirable. So much so that he wanted to take them and pick them apart, entertaining them as he went along. The cheetah could only think of the possibilities of what he could do with his slyness and stealth while in The Pitt’s vicious lands. He dearly hoped there was potential for him here, yet he had failed to see the brutality that they preached just yet. Maybe in due time. With that in mind, he wandered with his mind racing and eyes open for any opportunity to engage in.
Spotting the dragon and an animal on the border, the sly feline rerouted their steps. He strode over to them excitedly, only to slow down moments later to watch the scene unfold. As he approached, he could only see the stranger as odd. Their way of speaking, the crumbling of their knees, and the fact that they merely worshipped Chernabog for standing there was… weird. Bakari, with no filter, snorted and started to giggle. Ripper was… well… a… What do they call them?
“Simp.”
Spotting the dragon and an animal on the border, the sly feline rerouted their steps. He strode over to them excitedly, only to slow down moments later to watch the scene unfold. As he approached, he could only see the stranger as odd. Their way of speaking, the crumbling of their knees, and the fact that they merely worshipped Chernabog for standing there was… weird. Bakari, with no filter, snorted and started to giggle. Ripper was… well… a… What do they call them?
“Simp.”
MY VICTIMS, I GIVE THEM LOVE AND CARE
MURDERING MENTALITY
BAKARI — KING CHEETAH — THE PITT —TAGS
I DON'T WANT TO GET BLOOD EVERYWHERE!