looking for a beating — [COTC VISIT]

[VALE]

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graphic gore ★ genderfluid ★ crow becoming a wolf

Vale’s red eyes baleful gaze watched Gael carefully. Ve tisked and cawed intelligibly, punctuating Gael’s pause with vis disagreeing opinion. By the time Gael finished, the crow beat vis wings violently. “Hey, idiot! You’re letting your wittle feelings get in the way of the Pitt’s best interest! If you hadn’t noticed, our goddamn desert is empty of resources. So empty, in fact, it delayed you feeding me my feast after I spent three days in the desert!”

Vale huffed and puffed vis chest out. “You don’t sound like an ardent of the Pitt right now. You sound like a lapdog for the Tyhphoon and those weak-ass groups. Oh, wow, my family is there, I don’t want to offend them. Too fucking bad, did your family bring me FOOD? Did your family bring us our forests back after it burned down!” Despite Vale’s earlier promise to Stryker, vis volume rose steadily until ve was practically screaming.

Vale fluttered down, black goop dripping down vis body. The muscles spasmed and twitched. Vis head turned sharply to the right, cracked, and vis spine shivered all the way down to the tail growing out of vis ass. Vale’s beak dropped to the sands with a thud, and vis lips parted to reveal white teeth. Vale grew and grew, until a melanistic wolf stood in front of Gael.

“I did not join a warbound group so y’all could be more boring than the Elysium! If I wanted to rub shoulders with a bunch of traders and pacifists, I would’ve parked my ass over there!”

“Let! Me! SMASH!” Vale snickered, hopping excitedly in place. The tiny crow bobbed vis head. “Both meanings of the words, by the way, Leader Man. I can be a fox, too, you know!”

YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★
BUT I’M OVER IT NOW
[sub][W]isker[/sub]