[glow=#000,1,400]I WISH I COULD ESCAPE, I DON'T WANNA FAKE IT ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Kliment always found themselves lurking near the borders seeing as he found out that people often found themselves walking onto his land while joining, it was very frustrating to say the least but it was beneficial for the group itself since it wasn't what he was hoping for at the time. They were low on numbers and Damianos had been killed not so long ago by somebody that wasn't within their ranks, his nostrils flared at the smell that found itself in his smelling range. He could smell Tanglewood on them very faintly but it was there, his ears flicked back wondering what they could possibly want from his group or himself. He walked over with the snow crunching underneath the weight of his paws only for his pseudo eyes to sweep across Stryker and Ninazu with slight interest even if it did disappear a moment later being replaced with a light frustration, his ears perked forward."STATE YOUR NAMES." Came a deep rumble as his shadow towered over both big cats. [glow=COLOR,1,400]♛[/glow]