keep them listening || WENDELL'S PUBLIC TORTURE

[Stryker]

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[glow=#000,2,300]☣ —[/glow] Rounded ears pointed towards Caesar to listen. Still focused on the wolverine, the white lion responded. "An old friend o' mine," he remarked. Obviously, it was heavy sarcasm. This was not a game of 'keep your enemies closer', especially since Wendell held no advantage over him. He was just a bump in the middle of the road. Now he just needed to be dealt with so the former Snowbounder wouldn't shake up the ardent anymore. "His name is Wendell and he's been quite the disgrace in my past." There was nothing Wendell did to him physically, but his escape from his takeover did mess with his emotions. Everyone needed to pay attention to him. "Wendell is the one that got away."

His attention moved away from Caesar, finding unsettling comfort within Wendell's words. Finally, indeed. Stryker's lips curled up into a smirk. "I've waited a long time for this." After their last meet, there was not much done, due to his own idiotic diligence. His fury was unplanned. Not only that, but the wolverine had outsmarted him. Accepting defeat was not easy. From then to now, there was a change in pace. This time all his stewing anger had a carefully planned out session for Wendell that would permanently disable him for life. No longer would he ever have to hear a peep from this miscreant.

With a glint a determination in his eyes and a relentless smile, the ivory lion would proceed with caution. Sharpened claws left their sheaths. Stryker slowly moved forward. "If you want narration, I'll gladly provide." With a brutish hand, he outreached towards the wolverine and brought him closer by the scruff. "But first-" Utmost force pressed the wolverine towards the ground, head first. The sound of fragile bones could be heard. As a result, the wolverine's jaw had been broken and several of his teeth had been knocked out. "-silence in the audience." That even included boastful Caesar. "With that finished, we're going to proceed with the others." Stryker grabbed at the wolverine's broken jaw (or what was left of it) and proceeded to leave his mouth agape. "Say 'ahh' for me, if you would." Those front teeth that had been knocked out fluttered to the floor. The rest remained either unscathed or cracked.

A gentle claw from his other paw rose to the challenge. With careful precision, light pressure was applied underneath the teeth remaining until the claw's curve encircled the bottom, making the process slow and anguishing. The tooth was removed quickly though in a jolt upwards once it reached the end though to maximize the sputtering bloodflow. He proceeded to do this with the next... then the next... and the next... until all thirty eight teeth were removed from the Sunhavener's mouth.

Blood stained white paws pulled away, releasing his tight grip of the wolverine and letting him fall to the ground in defeat. "Lovely." All he had to do now was leave his mark. Stryker was not someone that liked to be generic and leave a branding mark, as those were rather cocky. Instead, he wanted to leave a message. Not only was it going to be addressed to Buckingham, but to the rest of Sunhaven too. They were not going to ignore him. Their leader would eventually succumb to his pressure, along with the rest of them.

"Ready for the next part?" Realistically, he did not expect a response. All he expected was a disgruntled gargle of blood before he proceeded.

//Underlined moves. Powerplay allowed by Wendell's RPer, Toboggan.