07-28-2018, 04:46 PM
I knew what my cause was. Knew that I was dedicated to it for better or worse. Moments like this though had the power to ruin me. I knew that the path I had to take, for as beautiful as the outcome would be, was one that was drenched in the blood of the evil and innocent. By the end of it I would be a despicble person whose only real end destination could be the pits of hell, because the things I would have to do were unseakable. And looking at this polite, scared, totally fucking innocent kid was just reminding me of the inevitable. Would out paths cross again in the future if he left here? Would his blood join the thousands and his ghost haunt me as surely as the rest would?
I had to shake those kinds of thoughts out of my head as the replied, ignoring the guilt those wide purple eyes made me feel. Instead I tried to focus on his words, because in truth they were words of interest. I was new here and so was my group, so the already existing groups still had a lot of recon to be done on them. I knew the bare basics of the four groups that were largest in these parts, and from memory I could recall the Typhoon being on of the more wicken clans, though it was hard to imagine the skittish, polite kid in front of me belonging to a group of tyrants.
"Have.. Have you seen a bird-cat hybrid around? He has a head of
a bird.."
My brow would furrow in a look that probably looked something like confusion as I tried to imagine the picture he had painted for me, and I was clearly having trouble with it. "No, nobody like that's been through here. I'd remember someone like that." I'd say, shaking my head. "How long ago was it that you lost track of them?" I asked, wondering if there was another Typhooner I should be worrying about. It occured to me that this kid was possibly a decoy, and while that thought tempted me into leaving to check my borders, I wasn't really keen on ditching someone this young out here alone. An eagle could swoop and take him out in a heartbeat. Still, I let my gaze sweep the grassland beyond him, jaws parting to taste the air only to find it empty of another intruder."My name's Openfire, by the way. What's yours?"
I had to shake those kinds of thoughts out of my head as the replied, ignoring the guilt those wide purple eyes made me feel. Instead I tried to focus on his words, because in truth they were words of interest. I was new here and so was my group, so the already existing groups still had a lot of recon to be done on them. I knew the bare basics of the four groups that were largest in these parts, and from memory I could recall the Typhoon being on of the more wicken clans, though it was hard to imagine the skittish, polite kid in front of me belonging to a group of tyrants.
"Have.. Have you seen a bird-cat hybrid around? He has a head of
a bird.."
My brow would furrow in a look that probably looked something like confusion as I tried to imagine the picture he had painted for me, and I was clearly having trouble with it. "No, nobody like that's been through here. I'd remember someone like that." I'd say, shaking my head. "How long ago was it that you lost track of them?" I asked, wondering if there was another Typhooner I should be worrying about. It occured to me that this kid was possibly a decoy, and while that thought tempted me into leaving to check my borders, I wasn't really keen on ditching someone this young out here alone. An eagle could swoop and take him out in a heartbeat. Still, I let my gaze sweep the grassland beyond him, jaws parting to taste the air only to find it empty of another intruder."My name's Openfire, by the way. What's yours?"
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Machina - wolf/jaguar hybrid - male - young adult - Snowbound
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JOIN CONQUEST
loyal community - fierce militia - total domination
Machina - wolf/jaguar hybrid - male - young adult - Snowbound
Openfire - jaguar - male -young adult -Conquest