04-01-2019, 05:52 PM
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[align=center]//god that avatar is so nice... welcome!! :00
Within the underbrush of the jungle, Jervis paced along with thoughts racing. After all, with the recent fuss with Tanglewood, he needed some time to think and found it would be best if he took some time to himself to do so. It was not long before he was interrupted though. Mischievous hissing sounded an alarm through his head. Once a quiet area with the water rippling from afar became unpleasant as a rough voice boomed across the land. Emerging from the bushes, the dark vulpine lifted their snout. The stranger smelled unfamiliar. Almost nothing like those groups surrounding The Pitt, which he could not determine if that was a good or bad thing. Jervis was practically biting his cheek.
Continuing forward, he paused behind a trunk. Presumably unseen in the shadows, he scanned them head to toe. Interestingly enough, they were quite impressive. The figure was obviously larger then him, posing a serious threat. Him, even with the crocodile, versus the big cat would be fatal. Jervis figures things could be solved a different way. If you couldn’t beat them, recruit them.
Finally, the fox emerged. A red pelt rose from the dewy underbrush and into the woodlands. Honey eyes shifted to the side, eyeing his fellow Pittian, before glancing back at Kysobi. ”Now let’s settle down before we take a chunk out of this one,” he suggested towards the crocodile. As their leader, he dearly hoped that his subject would listen to his demands, but for a chaotically aligned group it really was a toss-up. Only one narcissist could dream though. ”Perhaps there’s something he wants.” A mischevious smile crawled onto his maw, signaling his very sly intent.
Jervis paused. His eyes looked the stranger up and down one last time, only to meet their gaze afterwards. ”Who are you?” he questioned. A name to the corpse was always more damning. ”And what brings you to The Pitt?” A backstory to their demise wouldn’t hurt either.
// mobile so this may be a little messed up and varying in length (as i can’t really tell)
Within the underbrush of the jungle, Jervis paced along with thoughts racing. After all, with the recent fuss with Tanglewood, he needed some time to think and found it would be best if he took some time to himself to do so. It was not long before he was interrupted though. Mischievous hissing sounded an alarm through his head. Once a quiet area with the water rippling from afar became unpleasant as a rough voice boomed across the land. Emerging from the bushes, the dark vulpine lifted their snout. The stranger smelled unfamiliar. Almost nothing like those groups surrounding The Pitt, which he could not determine if that was a good or bad thing. Jervis was practically biting his cheek.
Continuing forward, he paused behind a trunk. Presumably unseen in the shadows, he scanned them head to toe. Interestingly enough, they were quite impressive. The figure was obviously larger then him, posing a serious threat. Him, even with the crocodile, versus the big cat would be fatal. Jervis figures things could be solved a different way. If you couldn’t beat them, recruit them.
Finally, the fox emerged. A red pelt rose from the dewy underbrush and into the woodlands. Honey eyes shifted to the side, eyeing his fellow Pittian, before glancing back at Kysobi. ”Now let’s settle down before we take a chunk out of this one,” he suggested towards the crocodile. As their leader, he dearly hoped that his subject would listen to his demands, but for a chaotically aligned group it really was a toss-up. Only one narcissist could dream though. ”Perhaps there’s something he wants.” A mischevious smile crawled onto his maw, signaling his very sly intent.
Jervis paused. His eyes looked the stranger up and down one last time, only to meet their gaze afterwards. ”Who are you?” he questioned. A name to the corpse was always more damning. ”And what brings you to The Pitt?” A backstory to their demise wouldn’t hurt either.
// mobile so this may be a little messed up and varying in length (as i can’t really tell)
dog with disease, you're the king of the sleaze
DEATH ON TWO LEGS
misguided old mule with your pigheaded rules
( ♛ ) —————— [color=#4C0900]tags. & the pitt. & red fox. & deceased.