04-24-2019, 09:55 PM
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Better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie -
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[OOC: ]
A grand beast sculpted of shadow and grace would make his way down the tree with unusual ease. What he would see was a commune of foxes. Foxes. And oh look another fox. Seemed that was what filled the ranks and numbers of the Pitt. But it did not bother him.
Embry and Jervis weren't so similar and the contrast of personalities was refreshing.
"Perhaps it'd be best if you'd dismiss yourself before things get violent,"
He was looking at the back of Jervis' head as well as Embry's. His pointed ears would perk at the sound of foreign tongue, he shot a glance at Jervis. Wondering if it would cause suspicion.
Now why did he have to be so brash. Kydobi was raised to believe that a solid leader was adept in the speech, skill, and strength. So how did he ever plan to acquire numbers? Or was that not even a priority for the vulpine? Seemed like an oversight. Sighing Kydobi rolled his eyes as he walked toward his leader.
He would look at the strange darker fox, staring into his eyes trying to read. Nothing malicious. But what he did see was a child, a daughter? A child in his care? That was leverage and if this brute had any desire to fight or overthrow he certainly wouldn't bring his own blood so near to danger. So near to cutthroats who would easily kill her to silence her paternal figure.
Silently he walked up and bent down to whisper into [member=3615]JERVIS[/member] ear, "Perhaps discretion would be best my king. Although they do not have much in size, the child is young enough. She is certainly impressionable and with little to no time we could make her a loyal and strong Pitt member. But first impressions matter."
We could use the numbers, was what he was trying to say in a way that would stroke his ego. Jervis was clearly sharp, yes. He had something that enabled him to the position he was in now. So Kydobi would not be foolish enough to underestimate him.
But...
Oh please don't enslave the sweet thing. He made eye contact with the little child and smiled softly, a more inviting face next to the hostile one. He would dip his head in respect to her father. See not all of us are bad. Part of him wanted to see them have a home. In the jungle. Among them and such.
Don't enslave. Too young. Already have enough damn problems.
He flicked his ear, for all he knew she was a damn brat. But what he said was logical. Children often were loyal in a blind sort of way.
He had been the same. Once.[sub][W]isker[/sub]
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[OOC: ]
A grand beast sculpted of shadow and grace would make his way down the tree with unusual ease. What he would see was a commune of foxes. Foxes. And oh look another fox. Seemed that was what filled the ranks and numbers of the Pitt. But it did not bother him.
Embry and Jervis weren't so similar and the contrast of personalities was refreshing.
"Perhaps it'd be best if you'd dismiss yourself before things get violent,"
He was looking at the back of Jervis' head as well as Embry's. His pointed ears would perk at the sound of foreign tongue, he shot a glance at Jervis. Wondering if it would cause suspicion.
Now why did he have to be so brash. Kydobi was raised to believe that a solid leader was adept in the speech, skill, and strength. So how did he ever plan to acquire numbers? Or was that not even a priority for the vulpine? Seemed like an oversight. Sighing Kydobi rolled his eyes as he walked toward his leader.
He would look at the strange darker fox, staring into his eyes trying to read. Nothing malicious. But what he did see was a child, a daughter? A child in his care? That was leverage and if this brute had any desire to fight or overthrow he certainly wouldn't bring his own blood so near to danger. So near to cutthroats who would easily kill her to silence her paternal figure.
Silently he walked up and bent down to whisper into [member=3615]JERVIS[/member] ear, "Perhaps discretion would be best my king. Although they do not have much in size, the child is young enough. She is certainly impressionable and with little to no time we could make her a loyal and strong Pitt member. But first impressions matter."
We could use the numbers, was what he was trying to say in a way that would stroke his ego. Jervis was clearly sharp, yes. He had something that enabled him to the position he was in now. So Kydobi would not be foolish enough to underestimate him.
But...
Oh please don't enslave the sweet thing. He made eye contact with the little child and smiled softly, a more inviting face next to the hostile one. He would dip his head in respect to her father. See not all of us are bad. Part of him wanted to see them have a home. In the jungle. Among them and such.
Don't enslave. Too young. Already have enough damn problems.
He flicked his ear, for all he knew she was a damn brat. But what he said was logical. Children often were loyal in a blind sort of way.
He had been the same. Once.