FROSTY FOREST // Stryker

[Stryker]

STRYKER HARBRINGER ☣ COTC

With many wanderers coming into the Coalition of the Condemned's realm, Stryker couldn't help but wonder what caused their word to get out. Nevertheless, the Kingpin was honored. The more they could take from the mainland, the better. It improved their cause and allowed them to achieve their goals righteously. Even so, he was worried. With Caesar's arrival, the lion questioned his ability to stay hidden while they continued to build up. The boy was wild. Hell, unpredictable. After all, getting exiled from every group was a big hint. Nevertheless, he hoped the domestic feline would come around and serve Stryker rightfully. All he needed was a little convincing.

Sauntering towards the Leviathan's Trench, the male spotted the spotted cat in the distance. Slitted eyes narrowed momentarily. He debated whether he should talk with Caesar now or later, but ultimately decided on this casual area rather than a formal setting.

The lion approached from behind, a cocky smirk lining his lips as he grew closer. "You look bored," came his casual drawl. "Mind if I join you? I think we should talk." Stryker was smart enough not to push his buttons currently. His taunting nicknames would only makes things worse.

I'm back like a vertebrae and I come with a hat full of tricks, Everybody's waitin for the show to begin

— Reggan