the riveting skies / intruder

[Stryker]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — An equally obnoxious snort was aimed back at Nosferatu for his witty comment. Desert rat... How clever. It seemed a shame if he had a new opponent to throw down with these days when it came to sarcasm, but not so much in size. Oh well. That’d have to come sometime later. As for now, Stryker was on the defense. They had an ‘intruder’ with a fiesty attitude and he couldn’t stand the competition.

His ears peaked though. They had an interest in staying perhaps? Well, then he’d better reel in the competition and wait for them to wave the white flag, as they were on his territory now, bucko. Everyone knew that his cockiness was the brightest and the boldest. Really, the competition would be rather disgraceful... Damn... Stryker tries too hard to get all eyes on him. With that said, he kept bumbling about and rambling to their visitor. ”I appreciate the thought, sweetheart,” he countered. ”But since you do want a snack...” Stryker paused, eyes looming for a moment. ”I heard felines like you take a liking to desert rats.” Smirking, the lion craned his head off to the side and offered a nonchalant wink.

//mobile garbo