[ I MOSTLY SPOKE INSIDE MY HEAD ] joining, help needed

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[color=#7E354D]BAI SHI
" what do you got to lose? "

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the lake was merely a water source, an area to be patrolled, an area to protect from outside influence. keep those who had been prisoned in and discourage any attempts to escape. that was just one of their duties as a pittian, and they were happy to fulfill it.

the living organisms within the lake sustained no other purpose but to give themselves to further the life of other, bigger beings who needed the nutrition from them. that was the designated purpose of every living creature. only the strong survived the struggle that was life. the tiger by the lake was no different, seeking nutrition from the waters. what did surprise them, was the whimper that had escaped the bound tiger. they could not see what held him captive, but they knew that noise was not one a mighty predator should be making unless he had been beaten and broken by those around him.

the jungle around them hid them from sight, until their heavy paw landed on a twig and snapped it in half, giving away their position. he didn't smell of the pitt, no, not much of the scent clung to his fur. "...", the melanistic cobweb jaguar would emerge from the jungle slowly snd surely, their blind eyes following the sounds and finally landing somewhere near him, the massive scar across their eyes being the cause of their blindness.

"i'm not going to take a bite out of you.", their voice rumbled out in a low growling tone as they approached the strange tiger, sniffing the air as they moved, nose wrinkling. the scent of gunpowder, blood, death, fear, hunger and humans clung to the male's pelt in front of them and the stench of fear was rank, sour on their tongue.

"you've run far, drink some more. you smell of metal, hunger, and blood, but i would assume the metal is what hurts you. i know a few people who would be willing to help you remove that metal thing without hurting you." they would speak once more, sitting just out of swiping range. if he took the time to attack them, they would return the favor.

"i will let you know that this land is inhabited by a group of mixed animals, and not all are so welcoming. this group is called the pitt, and frankly, your best bet at getting free of that metal contraption, so long as you can give us something in return for freeing you. that is the rule here.", now they would fall silent, merely observing him mutely and letting their mind wander to consider what all could have happened to him to have driven him to these lands,  and why he smelt of humans.

sorry a little rushed -- omw to work //