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Better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie -
♕tags-powers♕
[OOC: this thread may be dead but it clearly isn't over so I'm just gonna insert him in here because this is such a vital event ]
He never trusted her. He never even liked the tigress. So when she came here he knew something was off. He lurked in the shadows, the safety of the tree. But something was off.
A blinding bolt of light. Multiple. He flinched. His enhanced senses were overloading. He squinted his eyes and fell of the tree. A deep cry of pain rumbled in his chest. Neck muscles tensed, a high pitch ring was in his ears.
But this was no situation to wallow in his pain. He opened his eyes and saw Jervis about to be attacked. He then saw Ramona.
Who would he save? Did he want power? To prove to Jervis he was reliable? Or did he protect the cub?
"Ramona run! Run! Think of your training and run! I'll find you!"
He would try to save the fox. This was the jungle.
" [member=48]goldenluxury[/member] ! We have no slaves!", jesus if only the fox had acted sooner, "I swear me and him had just had the discussion. I convinced him to change. A new leaf!"
He would pelt towards the cat with the knife, using his intangibility to make no sound as he bursted forward. Hoping to use the element of surprise and sheer size the brute would raise his paw, using his momentum to slap the knife down in an attempt to drop it out of the cat's maw.
"Listen please! There are children!", he had been making waves, hoping to change the foxes outlook or at least create the facade that the Pitt had changed. The feline so desperately wanted peace, "We were going to announce our change of heart at the next meeting. I swear it. This is all so unecessary."
Death led to hate which led to strife which led to spite which lead to death. It was all such a vicious cycle.
Please let Ramona be safe
For what had just occurred would lead to more death. Jervis' pride would be wounded and he would retaliate. All that effort for nothing.
"If you have no mercy for the innocent youth then you are no better than the monsters you make us out to be. And I will not let you harm the only glue keeping this group together.", truth be told the death or life of Jervis would not harm him. If the fox died the throne was for his taking. While he did not desire to rule, he felt obligated to create a safe place within the jungle.
[sub][W]isker[/sub]
♕tags-powers♕
[OOC: this thread may be dead but it clearly isn't over so I'm just gonna insert him in here because this is such a vital event ]
He never trusted her. He never even liked the tigress. So when she came here he knew something was off. He lurked in the shadows, the safety of the tree. But something was off.
A blinding bolt of light. Multiple. He flinched. His enhanced senses were overloading. He squinted his eyes and fell of the tree. A deep cry of pain rumbled in his chest. Neck muscles tensed, a high pitch ring was in his ears.
But this was no situation to wallow in his pain. He opened his eyes and saw Jervis about to be attacked. He then saw Ramona.
Who would he save? Did he want power? To prove to Jervis he was reliable? Or did he protect the cub?
"Ramona run! Run! Think of your training and run! I'll find you!"
He would try to save the fox. This was the jungle.
" [member=48]goldenluxury[/member] ! We have no slaves!", jesus if only the fox had acted sooner, "I swear me and him had just had the discussion. I convinced him to change. A new leaf!"
He would pelt towards the cat with the knife, using his intangibility to make no sound as he bursted forward. Hoping to use the element of surprise and sheer size the brute would raise his paw, using his momentum to slap the knife down in an attempt to drop it out of the cat's maw.
"Listen please! There are children!", he had been making waves, hoping to change the foxes outlook or at least create the facade that the Pitt had changed. The feline so desperately wanted peace, "We were going to announce our change of heart at the next meeting. I swear it. This is all so unecessary."
Death led to hate which led to strife which led to spite which lead to death. It was all such a vicious cycle.
Please let Ramona be safe
For what had just occurred would lead to more death. Jervis' pride would be wounded and he would retaliate. All that effort for nothing.
"If you have no mercy for the innocent youth then you are no better than the monsters you make us out to be. And I will not let you harm the only glue keeping this group together.", truth be told the death or life of Jervis would not harm him. If the fox died the throne was for his taking. While he did not desire to rule, he felt obligated to create a safe place within the jungle.