04-07-2020, 07:23 AM
MERCEDE
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diamonds are a girl’s bestfriend -
mercede f. callahan
the pitt
3 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
[/td][/tr][/table]mercede f. callahan
the pitt
3 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
call me your sweet baby —
How many times had she or her sisters told Aine to be tougher? The girl was weak and now she was a wobbly legged deer. The girl didn’t like outsiders in the least, they were not welcome on her territory. Although she expected the opposite when she was the tresspasser.
The girl scowled as she listened to the conversation. She would waddle over with a high pitched growl. Aine was a push over who couldn’t get the job done. In fact all of them were. She didn’t know much about this Silvertides but she didn’t trust him and he seemed soft too. Astiar? Probably had no clue what was going on and she was still angry about the who egg stealing situation.
“Lies!”, she would growl at the jaguar. Who cares if he could end her with a slap? Something told her she would be fine, as if she was blessed.
“You need to leave you ugly stinky tangler.”, her little claws would unsheathe themselves as she bared her pointy little fangs, “You.. you fucking asshole.”
For her, cursing was one of the highest verbal assaults. A lesson taught to her form Noor. Screw being a lady. Mercede decided when she wanted to be all dainty and proper. Some situations called for a more aggressive tactic. Besides, the little girl was always hungry for violence.
“We already have a big ugly black jaguar and I can’t stand the sissy! I’m surrounded by sissies! But I’m not a sissy! I’m Mercede Callahan and I’ll kill you if you don’t obey me!”
She was working herself up. Making a scene as only Mercede could.
How many times had she or her sisters told Aine to be tougher? The girl was weak and now she was a wobbly legged deer. The girl didn’t like outsiders in the least, they were not welcome on her territory. Although she expected the opposite when she was the tresspasser.
The girl scowled as she listened to the conversation. She would waddle over with a high pitched growl. Aine was a push over who couldn’t get the job done. In fact all of them were. She didn’t know much about this Silvertides but she didn’t trust him and he seemed soft too. Astiar? Probably had no clue what was going on and she was still angry about the who egg stealing situation.
“Lies!”, she would growl at the jaguar. Who cares if he could end her with a slap? Something told her she would be fine, as if she was blessed.
“You need to leave you ugly stinky tangler.”, her little claws would unsheathe themselves as she bared her pointy little fangs, “You.. you fucking asshole.”
For her, cursing was one of the highest verbal assaults. A lesson taught to her form Noor. Screw being a lady. Mercede decided when she wanted to be all dainty and proper. Some situations called for a more aggressive tactic. Besides, the little girl was always hungry for violence.
“We already have a big ugly black jaguar and I can’t stand the sissy! I’m surrounded by sissies! But I’m not a sissy! I’m Mercede Callahan and I’ll kill you if you don’t obey me!”
She was working herself up. Making a scene as only Mercede could.
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