10-19-2018, 08:12 PM
Condoning violence was never in his code. A pacifist, the mustelid fancied nothing to do in regards to the Sunhaven/Ascendants conflict, though the enemy’s ignorance, and his tribe’s impatience, molded the fray into a contest of bloodshed, one too great to be evaded. Why was it not possible for the two to talk it out maturely? If anyone was in need of a sensible voice, Wendell was forever there - though, he understood that the wazzocks involved cared more for compulsion over peace. To say that it was upsetting to see once-neutral factions wage illogical war on each other would be an understatement; he’d witnessed the deaths of many innocents at the disgusting grasp of the Pitt, and heard of Snowbound’s triumphant comeback, and here you had a trivial struggle that had the potential to be solved in a matter of minutes, with an apology coming from both parties. Such an event would never happen, such is the reason why the wolverine gave up on staying quiet. Yeah, he was going to get vocal about this. It mattered not his clanmates’ opinions on him afterwards, this bad blood shared by Sunhaven and the Ascendants had already claimed enough lives, and harmed more.
Round ears jazzed up out of grit, Wendell entered the scene latter to Rebecca’s debut, chocolate eyes widened in a gutted reaction to the kerfuffle’s brutality. Things were already out of hand. "Fockoff, you guys! Can everybody jus’ stop for a sec? Can we all take a while to discuss what we hate about each other, instead of fighting over it like a bunch o’ fuckin’ kids?!". This was directly against Marina’s wishes, and he did not care. If anything, and no offense to the Helion, the hellbeast was boiling the two groups’ hot water beyond necessary levels by steering Sunhavenfolk into killing others. It was an impulsive decision, putting her people into more danger than before, and if she held a problem with it, then Wendell would gladly discuss her decisions with her at a later date.
He had left a group because of war before, and he did not want to repeat his actions again.
He would if he had to.
Round ears jazzed up out of grit, Wendell entered the scene latter to Rebecca’s debut, chocolate eyes widened in a gutted reaction to the kerfuffle’s brutality. Things were already out of hand. "Fockoff, you guys! Can everybody jus’ stop for a sec? Can we all take a while to discuss what we hate about each other, instead of fighting over it like a bunch o’ fuckin’ kids?!". This was directly against Marina’s wishes, and he did not care. If anything, and no offense to the Helion, the hellbeast was boiling the two groups’ hot water beyond necessary levels by steering Sunhavenfolk into killing others. It was an impulsive decision, putting her people into more danger than before, and if she held a problem with it, then Wendell would gladly discuss her decisions with her at a later date.
He had left a group because of war before, and he did not want to repeat his actions again.
He would if he had to.