12-31-2019, 05:39 PM
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Snarl had arrived in Tanglewood towards the end of their conflict, mere days before a raid she so conveniently slipped away through. She, herself, had no reason to hate the Pitt - and she didn't. Figured they were assholes, sure, that's what she'd heard of them. No reason to disagree with that. But the hyena had no personal vendetta against them. They hadn't hurt her, and they'd not hurt anyone she knew in her time here. Not well enough to let hatred boil over and seep into her. But she still recognized the scent of their enemies - Like blood and mud. Recognizable, even with her bad nose. Distinct from the salt and rot of their swamp, and the cloud of smoke surrounding herself.
Made her fur prickle on end, flicked her ears. They were talking, a deep rumble trading with two tenor. Kids? Came through the swamp, avoided its many pitfalls. The small pale of Piers, the only marginally larger figure of Kiira, and, facing them, a massive black mass, framed with red.
The hyena didn't let her fur settle, as she took in the situation. Was well enough to speak, by the time she was within yards. Stepped in front of her smaller Tanglers - If they'd come to attack, they best attack someone who could take it. Licked her chops and spoke, a rumble backing her words.
"Y'know yer in enemy territory, bud. Don't care if y'want your kid, oughta take that up with the kid themselves, or Indie." It must have been Indie. She was the only one who'd had kids n recent time, not to mention the fact Piers specifically was mentioned - and he didn't seem to be having it.
"Don't take kindly t' Pittians. Make ya deals in neutral grounds, yeah? Don't get a special pass cause ya fucked someone." Didn't seem to care much about her crass language, sour coating her face.
"'If y'really wanted t'come here, oughta worked it out with Leroy or somethin'. Or came with some sorta handler, I don't fuckin' know. Not this, surely."
Who did he think he was? Even if he was a big brute, didn't mean he could just do whatever he wanted. Blood relations didn't mean much, either. So far as the hyena was concerned, he was just another threat, best case scenario, or worse, some prissy fuck who figured the rules didn't apply to him.
Snarl had arrived in Tanglewood towards the end of their conflict, mere days before a raid she so conveniently slipped away through. She, herself, had no reason to hate the Pitt - and she didn't. Figured they were assholes, sure, that's what she'd heard of them. No reason to disagree with that. But the hyena had no personal vendetta against them. They hadn't hurt her, and they'd not hurt anyone she knew in her time here. Not well enough to let hatred boil over and seep into her. But she still recognized the scent of their enemies - Like blood and mud. Recognizable, even with her bad nose. Distinct from the salt and rot of their swamp, and the cloud of smoke surrounding herself.
Made her fur prickle on end, flicked her ears. They were talking, a deep rumble trading with two tenor. Kids? Came through the swamp, avoided its many pitfalls. The small pale of Piers, the only marginally larger figure of Kiira, and, facing them, a massive black mass, framed with red.
The hyena didn't let her fur settle, as she took in the situation. Was well enough to speak, by the time she was within yards. Stepped in front of her smaller Tanglers - If they'd come to attack, they best attack someone who could take it. Licked her chops and spoke, a rumble backing her words.
"Y'know yer in enemy territory, bud. Don't care if y'want your kid, oughta take that up with the kid themselves, or Indie." It must have been Indie. She was the only one who'd had kids n recent time, not to mention the fact Piers specifically was mentioned - and he didn't seem to be having it.
"Don't take kindly t' Pittians. Make ya deals in neutral grounds, yeah? Don't get a special pass cause ya fucked someone." Didn't seem to care much about her crass language, sour coating her face.
"'If y'really wanted t'come here, oughta worked it out with Leroy or somethin'. Or came with some sorta handler, I don't fuckin' know. Not this, surely."
Who did he think he was? Even if he was a big brute, didn't mean he could just do whatever he wanted. Blood relations didn't mean much, either. So far as the hyena was concerned, he was just another threat, best case scenario, or worse, some prissy fuck who figured the rules didn't apply to him.
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