kills me every time [joiners]

[Stryker]

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[glow=#000,2,300]☣ —[/glow] Slitted eyes narrowed at the alabaster tabby. So she can stay? But he could not? Perhaps he hadn’t made it clear enough that this was a two for one deal. All Crow had to do was give them the okay and they’d spill their guts. Whatever information the leader desired from The Pittians would flow straight to him, then perhaps he would have a chance at taking on his enemy. That though, seemed to bother him. There was something that was holding Crow back, unbeknownst to Stryker. Whatever that may be, the lion thought he could get around those boundaries. What had to offer had been already laid out though. It appeared as if he had no more cards to play.

The lion offered a lazy sigh. He momentarily shifted to face Ninazu, but was met with nothing except silence. Sharp teeth gritted together in frustration. If only she spoke up, then perhaps his point would be reinforced. After all, Ninazu seemed to be the middle man here. In an attempt to get her to speak up, he shot her an encouraging glare from across the field. With his point we ross, the lion’s gaze returned back to Crow. ”I’ll think on it, black bird,” came his cocky tone.

Green irises shifted towards the next animal to speak. His upper lip constricted to the side, exposing ivory teeth. His head tilted towards Arrow. ”Precisely,” the former ardent of The Pitt spoke. ”You’d think we’d be in Snowbound with that chilly breeze running through your leader’s fur.” Perhaps he wasn’t helping his case. Stryker couldn’t help his split tongue though. ”Turning away the homeless is quite cruel.” His eyes fluttered in confidence as he spoke. Hell, he plead a convincing case. Any unknowing Tanglewoodian would probably fall for his generous words. After all, Stryker was being truthful. To the others though, it was their decision to see if his past would impact his future.

Arrow hit the target again. The assets he offered to Crow were valuable, but the leader seemed to ignore them. Here was a presumably sane member speaking to the tabby, pointing out the positives in the situation. Stryker obviously wouldn’t want to be chained up, hence why he offered the opportunity. Plus they’d have another helping hand. Even someone to dirty the waters of the enemy if they really needed it. With intel like his, Tanglewood would thrive against The Pitt... Plus, who wouldn’t enjoy their enemy running around doing gruesome tasks? Stryker nodded along with Arrow’s words. ”Well,” he added, ”Do you value your dignity or defeating a common enemy between us more?” That was a hypothetical question though.

His cocky expression faded. A serious tone fell throughout the clearing. The lion was now sitting up straight with his ears pinned back. ”They will die without a solid plan.” A sharp claw outreached towards the crowd. Stryker pointed at those that surrounded the leader. Finally, his dagger-like claw landed on Crow. ”Your deaths will be on your hands.” A sharp growl left his throat. ”You have an offer right in front of you that can prevent that.” For the most part.

The brute’s attention shifted towards Beck. So he knew about the inspiring Goldenluxury? It was nice to know that someone caught onto the Goldie Locks nickname too, but in a rather friendly tone. Pathetic though. From what he knew, Tanglewood and The Typhoon were far from being friendly. Stryker just scoffed. ”But who said she has to know?” Stryker proclaimed. ”Goldie locks isn’t gonna just going to randomly burst out once I step foot into your territory.” His paw challenged at his theory, stepping over the metaphorical border line in front of him. ”See?” Jumping suddenly, he looked behind him for Goldenluxury (who obviously wouldn’t be there) and then settled back down calmly. He shrugged lightly. ”A few white lies wouldn’t hurt anyone.” The Typhoon Pirate probably wouldn’t be asking in the first place. Five months of silence usually told someone that all Hope was lost. To her, Stryker and Ninazu could be seen as dead.

Stifling a smile, the former Pittian turned back to the leader that stood before him. Stryker simply sneered. ”What do you say?” he finished off with. ”Can I tempt you to take me in?” Or would that be too much for Tanglewood to lose... or gain?