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 —


Ideally, majority of the blood that would be spilled didn’t belong to Caesar. However it seemed everyone else was against the idea of ridding themselves of one less enemy. why? Because they wanted to be noble?

Why? Mercede couldn’t understand. She was a little pissed off though. People began launching themselves at Caesar and she wouldn’t jump to his defense. His life held no value to her. She would step back, her eyes still glazed with elation and greedy hunger for blood spill.

To her amusement and surprise, Caesar was in a way bested by the fat brat. Her eyes widened with joy when she saw a piece of his tail ripped off. Her mouth was drooling as she enthusiastically leaned forward to watch. This was fun. Perhaps she’ll attend the sparring sessions if this was what it was like.

This whole thing was even better when Caesar began to yell at Aine. She smirked, while she liked Aine more than her sisters, it was always pleasant to see her be belittled. Couldn’t always hide behind her daddy. Who of course would show up. The girl was wise enough to stay quiet unlike Caesar. The Savannah seemed unfazed by the fact Gael had made an appearance a little pissed.

She watched him throw sharp words at Gael as well but not before he appeared. She heard a familiar growl and pinned her ears. A snarl on her face because she knew the fun was over. Ugh, Kydobi. The weakest link in all the Pitt. Of course he had to come when stuff was getting good.

She bet he would side with everyone else on what to do with the trespasser. But it wasn’t like the Typhooners or any Tanglewooders would exercise the same mercy! Then Caesar continued and she nearly laughed. It wasn’t respect but her opinion on him sort of improved as well as faltered. He was either very brave speaking like that or very stupid. Either way he was a fool.

She would step back farther now. This wasn’t her problem. But if it was up to her Typhoon would never see this brat again. Her gaze turned to see the cub evidently... unconscious. What a wuss puss.

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