06-18-2019, 08:10 AM
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
[align=center]And so it began. Jervis' meek attempts to get some sort of response from her would come with no answer from the female. He could die wondering how exactly Goldenluxury found out. But, the truth was, she had never once trusted the fox. She knew better than to. Her feathered ear tips next draw her towards Gael, quickly picking up the Irish dialect. Disgust spreads across her face. "Tá tú féin in ann tú féin a chosaint. Níl aon teaghlach agat." (You indulge yourself among frauds. You know no family.) The politeness has faded, a sharp voice splitting through the noise as if she has directed her lightning straight into him. Children, she pitied, within the Pitt, however, adults who remained by choice deserved the same treatment as the rest of the slaveholders. She had no respect for this male who claimed to care for family, only to threaten his own within the same breath.
It seems others would join him in retaliation, so the female focuses her attention on all of her surroundings. Spotting Fourthwall preparing to leap in air at her, the female hovers higher, only receiving perhaps a few pieces of fur taken off. She did not care to waste energy on fighting, instead focusing only on keeping Crow from being overloaded. She recognized the next voice to hit her senses as well - the stranger that had visited their border. The Pitt was founded on lies and she did not care to even consider his attempts to sway her. If anything, it only annoyed her further. "Take the children an' run, then." If they were smart, they would leave and let the fox die. There were always children - that never stopped these assholes before (certainly not from taking her). Her attention remains on Jervis, satisfaction entering her as Crow's hit lands. The tiger would fly lower and aim to send a small bolt towards [member=3615]JERVIS[/member] in an attempt to distract him temporarily before flying upward and away once more. She'd get more up and personal later.
It seems others would join him in retaliation, so the female focuses her attention on all of her surroundings. Spotting Fourthwall preparing to leap in air at her, the female hovers higher, only receiving perhaps a few pieces of fur taken off. She did not care to waste energy on fighting, instead focusing only on keeping Crow from being overloaded. She recognized the next voice to hit her senses as well - the stranger that had visited their border. The Pitt was founded on lies and she did not care to even consider his attempts to sway her. If anything, it only annoyed her further. "Take the children an' run, then." If they were smart, they would leave and let the fox die. There were always children - that never stopped these assholes before (certainly not from taking her). Her attention remains on Jervis, satisfaction entering her as Crow's hit lands. The tiger would fly lower and aim to send a small bolt towards [member=3615]JERVIS[/member] in an attempt to distract him temporarily before flying upward and away once more. She'd get more up and personal later.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.