09-22-2018, 11:15 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]Val still remembered the raid, he hadn't been much use during it and hadn't really wanted to come along. After all a large commotion like the raid wouldn't have allowed him to do much. He was not all brawn and brute strength, no instead his mind was where his power laid and he already understood that. Though he was large in size his body was thin, lean, with ribs that skinned stretched over. He hardly ate and he barely slept but that was because he ate other things for nourishment that most would find disgusting. But the raid had given him the ability to understand the terrain of the Typhoon and the home in which they lived. It was dangerous living on and island with only one way in and one way out. Very dangerous and they could every easily become trapped here and this could become their grave. But he supposed that they had some kind of defensive plan to save them. Shaking his head a little bit, smoke trailed up from his body as thick paws moved forward. His glowing form shifted along the thick jungle like foliage as he crept, eyes of pink marble shifting over the lay of the land. What he had come for he didn't really know but fate would deem to help him. His jaws parted on a low breath as long ears pulled forward just slightly as he heard the sound of small paw steps.
He would show the Pitt that he was useful, he would show them that he could do things and he could take others from their homes. There was no way that he would become a slave again, no way that he would be subjugated to the whip and the harsh beatings. They had given him his freedom and he had to prove himself that he could be more than some filthy bug crawling through the mud ready to be stepped on. He gritted his teeth then as he scanned the area looking for whoever it was as the Typhoon was an enemy to his home. Surely Esklav would appreciate this and he swallowed thickly ready to use his mental capabilities as he pressed himself closer to a tree.
[member=265]Keona.[/member]
He would show the Pitt that he was useful, he would show them that he could do things and he could take others from their homes. There was no way that he would become a slave again, no way that he would be subjugated to the whip and the harsh beatings. They had given him his freedom and he had to prove himself that he could be more than some filthy bug crawling through the mud ready to be stepped on. He gritted his teeth then as he scanned the area looking for whoever it was as the Typhoon was an enemy to his home. Surely Esklav would appreciate this and he swallowed thickly ready to use his mental capabilities as he pressed himself closer to a tree.
[member=265]Keona.[/member]