PISTOLS AT DAWN // DOUBLE-JOINING

[EROS]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]Shouldn't be asking him? A slave that knew his place. The sha remembered saying things of the sort, bowing down to the one that held his chain. He remembered it because he had barely earned his freedom and that was only because of the recent leader change that happened here. It was brutal and yet, it had changed everything for him. He lifted his head up just a little bit as he gave out a light sigh, a rush of air that parted his jaws on a whim. "If I'm honest, I'd rather know your name than his." He spoke to the cream and pink colored lion, brutally honest because he didn't hold any fear. The only fear he could have was harming those he had befriended and being put back into iron and chains. His fear of becoming a slave again drove him to do things that he wouldn't have done when he had been bound. Some thought him hypocritical in his ways, but one mentality drove him over another. He wouldn't be put back, and he wouldn't be just a mere toy for anyone. They would see the use in him and he would one day be untouchable.

One day. Or he'd die trying. It was all that mattered to him and he allowed his glowing tongue to lightly tap against his teeth as he turned slightly and angled his head up. "This heat will be the death of us. So come one then. If you are joining us things should go well for the both of you...maybe." He'd take them and lead them on toward the fortress that housed the other pitt members and their slaves. And from there it was up to them to determine how they survived just like he had learned long ago.