fill an ocean with weaponry } the rosebloods

[HAMMOND]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]When the Rosebloods had first shown up during Axle's tenure in Tanglewood, them showing up in camp for an event had been totally unannounced. With no context offered, even as he growled at the leader, the only thing the Heeler could do was treat them with the same caution he had done with Sunhaven. One or two of them lingering at his borders may've been reasonable, but three? There was never a need for three unless they were planning on doing something vile - Axle wasn't going to be victim to that. The Guardsman pushed himself out of the foliage, ears pinned to the back of his cranium and teeth bared in warning. For a time he would've ignored them, let them talk and step out when they ultimately caused issues, but they wanted to travel deeper in. A far cry from the sweet females, the Heeler stepped closer to the strangers than them.

As a free spirit, he didn't have to do anything he didn't want to do, as a Firebrand and Guardsman, there were certain duties to uphold - protection. "Why?" he questioned bluntly, unable to help the guarded growl behind his tone. Help me. He swallowed a lump in his throat. You bad dog. It's all your fault.  Would he cause another fire if he bit these folk instead? It'd be worth it if he meant he was safe, but whilst they weren't gesturing or revealing their inner aggression he couldn't justify attacking. Many came to their borders for safety, many came to destroy his temporary home, anyone could be lying and Axle wouldn't take the risk. His nostrils flared, an impatient snort escaping them as he contemplated whether or not to try and hurry them up.