FOURTHWALL FALLOUT
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
Well, that had certainly gone to shit. The territory was on fire, Jervis was practically cowering amongst his clanmates, and Goldenluxary and her little cohort had just broken what was left of their ceasefire. The only thing he was really bothered by was the fact that their jungle was burning, mainly because he'd only just gotten used to the humid little forest. Jervis failing to take control of the situation was irrelevant, because why did Fourth need someone to tell him the obvious stuff? And Goldies little slip up here only meant that she'd made herself fair game to Fourthwall and the other Pittians.
"Fuck this." hed snort, tired of just standing there waiting. He would do things his own way, and the other Pittians could join in or piss of. It was high time somebody showed then how a clan that boasted vengeance and warfare should act.
As Crow lunged for Jervis Fourth made no move to stop him. The fox could either take care of himself or die and let Fourth take over, either outcome a satisfactory one. Instead the massive canine set his mismatched gaze on Golden and lunged for the feline. With a violent snarl a large paw would lash out at her head, aiming to land a heavy blow to disorient her, not bothering to sheath his retractable claws- if the hit landed she would find herself not only momentarily stunned, but with a nasty gash from his hooked feline claws as well.
"SPEECH
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
Well, that had certainly gone to shit. The territory was on fire, Jervis was practically cowering amongst his clanmates, and Goldenluxary and her little cohort had just broken what was left of their ceasefire. The only thing he was really bothered by was the fact that their jungle was burning, mainly because he'd only just gotten used to the humid little forest. Jervis failing to take control of the situation was irrelevant, because why did Fourth need someone to tell him the obvious stuff? And Goldies little slip up here only meant that she'd made herself fair game to Fourthwall and the other Pittians.
"Fuck this." hed snort, tired of just standing there waiting. He would do things his own way, and the other Pittians could join in or piss of. It was high time somebody showed then how a clan that boasted vengeance and warfare should act.
As Crow lunged for Jervis Fourth made no move to stop him. The fox could either take care of himself or die and let Fourth take over, either outcome a satisfactory one. Instead the massive canine set his mismatched gaze on Golden and lunged for the feline. With a violent snarl a large paw would lash out at her head, aiming to land a heavy blow to disorient her, not bothering to sheath his retractable claws- if the hit landed she would find herself not only momentarily stunned, but with a nasty gash from his hooked feline claws as well.
"SPEECH
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Fourthwall Fallout - Charcoal/Maroon Brindle Hellhound - 22 Months - The Pitt
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Fourthwall Fallout - Charcoal/Maroon Brindle Hellhound - 22 Months - The Pitt