05-20-2019, 06:51 PM
FOURTHWALL FALLOUT
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
Red-wine eyes would shift to land on a sudden voice speaking up, gaze shifting and narrowing on the figure making their way over. It was a fox, but not the cute floofball he'd met the other day. He'd spoken with more authority than Fourth was really fond of, and he had to stop a frown from settling on his lips. The hellhound had never met his clans Leader before- hell, he hadn't met a single high position since he'd joined- so it was understandable that he wasn't used to someone just barking out commands.
A fourth would join them then, another fox who seemed eager to join in on their patrol as well. As Kydobi and Jervis spoke again Fourth would let a brow slide upward in curiosity. "Why, are we pretending to play nice with the Typhoon or something?" he's ask, figuring he had a right to know what the current clan politics were if he was going to be the one acting as scapegoat. Besides, he'd joined the group because they boasted being about warfare and vengeance- if they made allies of the other three groups he'd have nobody to mess with, and where the hell was the fun in that? "I won't make any kills or captures, but I don't think we have much to fear from the other groups. Their activity levels are as stagnant as our own with Elysium seeming the most active. Even if the Typhoon does try to retaliate they'd have to dual raid us to do any real damage. And the more active and aggressive we are the more attention we'll draw to ourselves- and like they say, 'no advertising is bad advertising'. We might be able to draw more members in if they see we have the mean streak their looking for."
Fourth wasn't a total idiot. He liked to fight and was quick to prove his point with violence, sure, but had a fighters mind and had done a bit of recon before just deciding to go ahead with this. After all, it would be pretty stupid to lead a patrol against a group that tripled them in size. Yet, from what he'd seen of the other groups there were only a handful of memers in each that were active, and if that was the case then they were on an even playing field with the others. It was for that reason alone that Fourth hadn't cared which group they went after, because in his eyes they had just as good odds with one as they did another.
"SPEECH
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
Red-wine eyes would shift to land on a sudden voice speaking up, gaze shifting and narrowing on the figure making their way over. It was a fox, but not the cute floofball he'd met the other day. He'd spoken with more authority than Fourth was really fond of, and he had to stop a frown from settling on his lips. The hellhound had never met his clans Leader before- hell, he hadn't met a single high position since he'd joined- so it was understandable that he wasn't used to someone just barking out commands.
A fourth would join them then, another fox who seemed eager to join in on their patrol as well. As Kydobi and Jervis spoke again Fourth would let a brow slide upward in curiosity. "Why, are we pretending to play nice with the Typhoon or something?" he's ask, figuring he had a right to know what the current clan politics were if he was going to be the one acting as scapegoat. Besides, he'd joined the group because they boasted being about warfare and vengeance- if they made allies of the other three groups he'd have nobody to mess with, and where the hell was the fun in that? "I won't make any kills or captures, but I don't think we have much to fear from the other groups. Their activity levels are as stagnant as our own with Elysium seeming the most active. Even if the Typhoon does try to retaliate they'd have to dual raid us to do any real damage. And the more active and aggressive we are the more attention we'll draw to ourselves- and like they say, 'no advertising is bad advertising'. We might be able to draw more members in if they see we have the mean streak their looking for."
Fourth wasn't a total idiot. He liked to fight and was quick to prove his point with violence, sure, but had a fighters mind and had done a bit of recon before just deciding to go ahead with this. After all, it would be pretty stupid to lead a patrol against a group that tripled them in size. Yet, from what he'd seen of the other groups there were only a handful of memers in each that were active, and if that was the case then they were on an even playing field with the others. It was for that reason alone that Fourth hadn't cared which group they went after, because in his eyes they had just as good odds with one as they did another.
"SPEECH
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Fourthwall Fallout - Charcoal/Maroon Brindle Hellhound - 22 Months - The Pitt
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