10-16-2018, 08:32 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — The hunt was one of the finest aspect's and one of the most thrilling parts of being within the Pitt. No longer did he chase rats without a purpose, but their enemies who deserved to be taken down... but today was different. Someone he had entrusted had abandoned them. To think that the Ardent laid such a high level of trust within Valkyr was disappointing, especially after the male was promoted up from a slave. Perhaps they never changed. After all, that was Esklav's outlook. Stryker, though, thought differently. If he could bring back Valkyr as a slave, just as he did with Goldenluxury, then bash them into their rightful, perhaps they'd have a loyal member once again. Any sign of getting through the cracks would warrant punishment. Stryker was enthralled to see the results... but first came the hunt.
Usually impatient, the Ardent had staked out near the entrance of the Observatory for some quite some time. Fueled by rage, he had the undying will to catch Valkyr, no matter the method. Soon his time came. The sha came into his sight, wandering towards the Ascendant's lake with a chuckle. Freedom had gotten to him. They were oh-so similar, yet so different. One wanted the unrelentless thrill, the other wanted the comfort of choice. No mercy though. There was a traitor amongst them. Stryker was not going to be gentle later. Quietly prowling out from the underbrush, the lion came up behind Valkyr with a leering grin across his maw. In a sudden movement, he'd jump. Claws outstretched and venomous fangs bared, Stryker attempted to barrel the sha over onto his side and pin him down. If achieved, his mouth gaped open and venomous canines plowed into the pacifist's throat viciously. This would successfully shoot paralyzing venom into him, causing him to fall limp within minutes.
Usually impatient, the Ardent had staked out near the entrance of the Observatory for some quite some time. Fueled by rage, he had the undying will to catch Valkyr, no matter the method. Soon his time came. The sha came into his sight, wandering towards the Ascendant's lake with a chuckle. Freedom had gotten to him. They were oh-so similar, yet so different. One wanted the unrelentless thrill, the other wanted the comfort of choice. No mercy though. There was a traitor amongst them. Stryker was not going to be gentle later. Quietly prowling out from the underbrush, the lion came up behind Valkyr with a leering grin across his maw. In a sudden movement, he'd jump. Claws outstretched and venomous fangs bared, Stryker attempted to barrel the sha over onto his side and pin him down. If achieved, his mouth gaped open and venomous canines plowed into the pacifist's throat viciously. This would successfully shoot paralyzing venom into him, causing him to fall limp within minutes.
[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