08-25-2018, 11:13 PM
[div style="margin-top: 30px; text-align: center; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 35px; color: white;"]pierce parker
☀ — just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
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As he and Ilijas were addressed, the bright-eyed tom felt his jaw clench ever so slightly, processing the other's words wordlessly. He was denying them answers? After coming right up to their territory and murdering someone on their border? Yeah, sure. Taking another's life was never excusable nor forgivable, though it could sometimes be understandable. People had killed for him before, and he knew, if it came down to it, he would take another's life in a heartbeat for his daughter, who currently lay sick in his home. However, the fact that this man said nothing, did nothing, seemingly felt nothing, was very clearly bothering the smaller feline that stood before him. Was it anger that Pierce felt? He... wasn't sure. He couldn't be sure, unless he knew there had been a valid reason for this man to hurt the femme before them. But, Pierce had a feeling he wouldn't be avoiding the question if he hadn't done it out of malice.
Pierce so desperately wanted to snap at the stranger, to threaten him and tell him all sorts of horrible things, but Ilijas spoke before he could, which was probably for the best. Usually, Pierce was good at handling touchy situations, but this was something entirely different, and he held his breath as his fellow Hearthkeeper spoke, biting the inside of his cheek. It was true- they didn't know this man, had no reason to care for him in any way. But, this being their territory and Sparrow being the homicidal trespasser, they were certainly entitled to answers. "I suggest you answer fast, too," spoke up the serval, honey gaze burning holes in Sparrow's metallic pelt as he glared at the canine. They were roughly the same size, but Sparrow was far stockier, and armed- if he wanted, he could kill Pierce, easy, but he doubted it would come to that. "'Cause about the best thing I see happening for you at the moment is you getting your ass chased off of our border, so make it quick." Pierce kind of had a feeling the others wouldn't try defending this mess, at least, not until they heard what he had to say- and perhaps he would end up convincing Pierce, too, but the dappled Hearthkeeper had a feeling that wasn't gonna happen.
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Pierce so desperately wanted to snap at the stranger, to threaten him and tell him all sorts of horrible things, but Ilijas spoke before he could, which was probably for the best. Usually, Pierce was good at handling touchy situations, but this was something entirely different, and he held his breath as his fellow Hearthkeeper spoke, biting the inside of his cheek. It was true- they didn't know this man, had no reason to care for him in any way. But, this being their territory and Sparrow being the homicidal trespasser, they were certainly entitled to answers. "I suggest you answer fast, too," spoke up the serval, honey gaze burning holes in Sparrow's metallic pelt as he glared at the canine. They were roughly the same size, but Sparrow was far stockier, and armed- if he wanted, he could kill Pierce, easy, but he doubted it would come to that. "'Cause about the best thing I see happening for you at the moment is you getting your ass chased off of our border, so make it quick." Pierce kind of had a feeling the others wouldn't try defending this mess, at least, not until they heard what he had to say- and perhaps he would end up convincing Pierce, too, but the dappled Hearthkeeper had a feeling that wasn't gonna happen.
"speech"
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