ANIMAL IN ME / typhoon cub

[Mercede]

MERCEDE

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diamonds are a girl’s bestfriend -

mercede f. callahan
the pitt
2 months


pronounced: (mur-say-dee)

general
female - marble cross fox (white, gray, black) - 2 months - Jervis x Fourthwall - no crush - no mentor

powers
mental manipulation

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call me your sweet baby —



It’s not like Mercede was as familiar with the pirates as Aine was. She certainly wasn’t ignorant to the scent of the sea. It’s salt was forever ingrained in her mind along with the the tigress murdering her father.

It was something that she claimed didn’t bother her. But it did. It was something she never spoke of, she never released the rage. The anger that the typhoon robbed her of a normal life. Of a normal family. To top it off they robbed her of her home. Left her nothing with ruins and disappointment.

They ruined her perfect little castle before the princess could even be born into it. For that, she truly hated every person outside of the Pitt. She even hated Kydobi. Because he was a coward despite his talks, he was erasing her fathers hard work.. his legacy. Erasing his memory.

She hated them all.

Her eyes would narrow, her and Aine were about the same size now. Yet Mercede still maintained a fluffy youthful appearance despite her ever growing venom. She was more than pleased to see a strange serval attack the cub. Whether he was successful or not she would be pleased.

Her eyes widened with a glaze of joy and malice. Tear him apart. Hurt him.

“I mean everyone deserves an introduction but this fish face came to the wrong place.”, she had a respect for Aine. The girl was everything her sisters weren’t. However she was too soft. Let the is be a little lesson. She wanted to see everyone burn and cry and beg like her father did. It wasn’t that Mercede was a villain. Everyone of the Pitt was only a product of their surrounding.

“I say you should kill him- but not too quick! How about you carve hole for every brown spot.” , her mouth began to water as she stepped forward, “RIP HIS HORNS OUT! PIERCE HIS WINGS! MAKE HIM HURT I WANT HIM DEAD KILL HIM!”

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