CALL ME A THIEF && open, lost in conquest territory.

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OPENFIRE ENDGAME

I RAISE MY FLAG, DON MY CLOTHES
To say that I was overwhelmed was defintiely an understatement. So much has been thrown on me in such a short time that part of me still felt like I was living in a dream. I had never been anything special. Just some homeless kid that an old man was nice enough to take in. I hadn't even known for the first little while that he was King of our homeland, but I'd always felt greatful to him. Life had been hell before he'd put a roof over my head and a purpose in my head. He'd given me another start at life and I'd trained hard to make him proud when he offered me a place in the militia. I had always thought my fate would be a simple one, a destiny that was no greater than any other man who fought on a battlefield. A majority. So I guess I was in denial still, because how could I not be? For him to say that he'd seen a vision of the future, one that I had to make happen, seemed like the ramblings of a delusional dying man. And he had been a dying man, but he was so damn lucid, and he'd never once lost his mind as his health declined, so how could I doubt him? How could I deny his dying wish? He'd given everything to me, with with the desperate hope that I would use it to carry out this destiny he'd seen. And maybe I was the crazy one, because I was doing it.

My group wasn't a large one yet, still recruiting for the ranks, but we'd secured a terrtorey for ourselves easily enough. There weren't a lot of onquered kingdoms in the animal realm, and so there was still pleanty of land ripe for the taking. Ours was a lush grassland with gentle hillside strething out in every direction, the camp an old private school the humans had left behind. It was a real gem, that building, and I was lucky to have it for my clan. As small as we were, we'd soon grow to need all the space we could get. And even though we were still few in numbers, we had to make sure that the borders were still well patrolled. Others weren't used to this stretch of land being off limits and we'd had to run off a few persistent people who had tried to waltz through it. I'd taken it upon myself to see to the border patrol that day, since everyone was strethed thin trying to get the chores done while reruiting was still underway. It had been a few days and things had been quiet, so I assumed word had gotten around that someone was now occupying Greenside. And yet, I picked up a scent none the less.

I paused as I scented the air, thick jaws parting as I drank in the smells around me. A child, out here? I couldn't pick up any adults with them, and there was a heacy stench of fear mixed in with it. My strides swiftened to a purposeful lope as I climbed the hillside toward the border on the other side, pausing at it's crest to look down at the expanse of greenery on the other side. One thing I loved about Greenside was that there were few places for enemies to hide, and I spotted easily enough the white bengal cub huddled in the grasses just beyond Conquests border. I sighed and shook my head, knowing I couldn't just leave him there. I might have had a rough road ahead of me, but I wasn't a monster. I forced myself into a relaxed step as I made my way toward them, not wanting to scare them even more than they obviously were.

"Your a long way from home. Where are your parents?" I asked, tone firm but trying to be gentle. I was annoyed with the thought that someone would just let their child wander in unknown territory like this, and it was a little hard not to let it show.
ITS A REVOLUTION, I SUPPOSE


Basics
dark silver jaguar - male - very difficult - homoromantic/bisexual - will show mercy/will kill

Interactions
civil - formal - appears aloof - fair
thoughtful - protective - merciful - loyal
emotionally driven - stubborn - born strategist - determined
angsty - burdened - possessive - jealous