10-16-2018, 07:15 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — Doing his daily rounds (more like monthly in his lazy-ass case), Stryker had found himself wandering in the desert. With every step, he grew more annoyed. Everything around him was sand and to him, it seemed like he really was in the middle of nowhere. Thankfully, there was a figure in the distance. The lion trailed towards the darkness across the horizon out of curiosity, hoping that this was not a broad cactus being a prick. Prick... Hah. He liked to amuse himself. It was quite boring out here anyways... As he approached though, this was no cactus. The black silhouette faded into a golden spotted figure, fur sleek and ears pointed. At first, the Ardent barely recognized them. Though as he traveled closer, the smell of the blood came apparent and their facial features glided into his view.
Stryker quickened his pace. The look of exhaustion was obvious. With every step, their Erudite appeared to lose another minute of life within them. Growing close, he aimed to move towards her side so that if she fell, she would land softly on his pelt. "Cosette," he breathed. Seeing that there was no opportunity to grab someone else to help, the lion used telepathy to spread the message throughout the clan. "Someone grab [member=2040]ninazu[/member] , her colleague is down." He would be hearing about it later though... No one liked a fucking all call.
Stryker quickened his pace. The look of exhaustion was obvious. With every step, their Erudite appeared to lose another minute of life within them. Growing close, he aimed to move towards her side so that if she fell, she would land softly on his pelt. "Cosette," he breathed. Seeing that there was no opportunity to grab someone else to help, the lion used telepathy to spread the message throughout the clan. "Someone grab [member=2040]ninazu[/member] , her colleague is down." He would be hearing about it later though... No one liked a fucking all call.
[align=center][div style="font-size:14.4pt;line-height:.9;color:#000;font-family:impact;padding:8px;letter-spacing:.7px;text-transform:uppercase;"]——– I got no plans to retire ——–
[ and I'm still the man you admire ][div style="font-size:7pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:center"]Stryker Malus — Kingpin of Coalition of the Condemned — TAGS
[ and I'm still the man you admire ][div style="font-size:7pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:center"]Stryker Malus — Kingpin of Coalition of the Condemned — TAGS