10-09-2020, 07:12 PM
The Kodkod was of a general quiet disposition, he preferred the linger in the back of the group- and with Gael’s earlier presence it was mostly allowed. With silent before his presence was almost non-existent to the extent of the Ardent. Ardents. Jack had been within the Pitt and knew of three personally, watched all of two of them fall within the short tenue of Jack’s own proving and the current day: within each the food was still just as scarce, the people here just as desperate to prove themselves as something more worthy than the flesh on their bones.
not that it had gotten to that point yet
Vale’s appearance wasn’t an annoyance- beyond what Jack had heard- seen of the other during the monthly meeting with the rest of the clans last month- ve was an interesting character of their own merits; worth the food they never earned if for nothing else their own viewpoint. Yet even the kodkod couldn’t shake the feeling of irritation as the crow landed along the lion’s own horns. Whispering among vemself and the lion- the Ex-Ardent if Jack heard correctly from the rest of them.
It was a wonder, did the lion’s bones lay atop the throne in the red temple? Did he manage to cheat this ruthless way that each Ardent found their end? silent had, cowardly a way it had been.
The lion snapping him sparked his irrataion only more so; Aine’s anxiety over the other seeming to stem from somewhere-
Attacus-
Ry-
Their own members were speaking out, and while Gael had made a point to include them in on a discussion, there was a time and a place. The kodkod felt his own pelt bristle. The itch of it showing as a fogged breath whispered from the wildcat. Iced eyes blinking quickly; Standing still along the form of the outsider.
“Whoever you were before means nothing, you are no longer a part of the Pitt. The fact that you left with your life intact proves that” The kodkod remarked, all attempts of trying to bring up the humor in the situation gone. Jack felt nothing but the cold unrelenting ice: and Ice does not forgive.
he wanted to release it, to breathe ice and to destroy the little lion who tried to stand here and claim a rite to something they turned away from
“Any good leader would die to protect what they considered their own. Until death You are sitting her and sowing discord among our group-” The kodkod spoke up, while Gael was trying to recover their own Jack didn’t turn away from the lion. “For someone coming to seek an alliance, you’re doing a poor job of it.”
not that it had gotten to that point yet
Vale’s appearance wasn’t an annoyance- beyond what Jack had heard- seen of the other during the monthly meeting with the rest of the clans last month- ve was an interesting character of their own merits; worth the food they never earned if for nothing else their own viewpoint. Yet even the kodkod couldn’t shake the feeling of irritation as the crow landed along the lion’s own horns. Whispering among vemself and the lion- the Ex-Ardent if Jack heard correctly from the rest of them.
It was a wonder, did the lion’s bones lay atop the throne in the red temple? Did he manage to cheat this ruthless way that each Ardent found their end? silent had, cowardly a way it had been.
The lion snapping him sparked his irrataion only more so; Aine’s anxiety over the other seeming to stem from somewhere-
Attacus-
Ry-
Their own members were speaking out, and while Gael had made a point to include them in on a discussion, there was a time and a place. The kodkod felt his own pelt bristle. The itch of it showing as a fogged breath whispered from the wildcat. Iced eyes blinking quickly; Standing still along the form of the outsider.
“Whoever you were before means nothing, you are no longer a part of the Pitt. The fact that you left with your life intact proves that” The kodkod remarked, all attempts of trying to bring up the humor in the situation gone. Jack felt nothing but the cold unrelenting ice: and Ice does not forgive.
he wanted to release it, to breathe ice and to destroy the little lion who tried to stand here and claim a rite to something they turned away from
“Any good leader would die to protect what they considered their own. Until death You are sitting her and sowing discord among our group-” The kodkod spoke up, while Gael was trying to recover their own Jack didn’t turn away from the lion. “For someone coming to seek an alliance, you’re doing a poor job of it.”
[glow=#add8e6,2,300]I DID WHAT I HAD TO DO[/glow]
[glow=#add8e6,2,300]AND SAW IT THROUGH WITHOUT EXEMPTION[/glow]