LET MY PEOPLE GO / typhoon visit

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jerisidie - the king !

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first things first, holy crap, there was fire all around! second, holy crap, goldie had gotten a lot larger from when stryker had taken her to the pitt.

but that was just the fact of the matter. gritting his teeth, the white hellhound emerged from the flames, calling on the power of the earth around him to push the ground up and fold it over, killing the flames around him. mask down, the old hellhound treaded forward, lips pulled back and sharp teeth exposed in a snarl.

"what the hell is going on here.", he muttered to himself as he aimed to intercept the bolt aimed at [member=3615]JERVIS[/member] with a quick dash and flare up of rock around his paws as he aimed to land before the bolt of lightning with bared teeth.

"been a while since that asshole took ya, huh, hon?" he crowed in goldie's direction, remembering that meeting when he first joined the pitt so long ago. he had been old then, too, right? ah to hell with it.

short and bad, sorry, on mobile //

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tags - white hellhound - the pitt