10-29-2020, 10:08 PM
STHENO
Silence hid the hybrid's eagerness, her yearning for violence, as they arrived on the shores. Slinking in near Stryker, body near-flat and parallel to the ground, she followed the raid force. Ezrakel was such a bitch to not show up. But oh well, that was his shit. She would probably throw him into the ocean, but not after this raid. Or maybe afterward, you'll never know.
Ears flicking with the mental words spoken by the kingpin, she decided to follow his divide, slinking to the left and watching the town. She felt adrenaline rising in her chest, and she fought back a battle-hungry growl. Not yet, don't give them away now. She waited with bated breath. Then Stryker left the underbrush and roared, causing madness. She took her own route, slinking to his left and staying a bit lower.
If any Tangler wanted to get out of this joint alive, they'd either have to comply or run for their life.
[i]Ruin them.[/i]
She was quick to spring into action, springing into the madness of the panic, power in her eyes, hood flared. There was a dangerous calm on her, hiding the fury she held. She saw Moth and locked on target. She lunged toward Moth, aiming to bite her neck, where she would give her lethal venom. Battle-hunger ate at her mind, but she forced it back. Any show of emotion, any deviation to her calm, would not end well. She didn't spot Atticus at the moment, though.
Ears flicking with the mental words spoken by the kingpin, she decided to follow his divide, slinking to the left and watching the town. She felt adrenaline rising in her chest, and she fought back a battle-hungry growl. Not yet, don't give them away now. She waited with bated breath. Then Stryker left the underbrush and roared, causing madness. She took her own route, slinking to his left and staying a bit lower.
If any Tangler wanted to get out of this joint alive, they'd either have to comply or run for their life.
[i]Ruin them.[/i]
She was quick to spring into action, springing into the madness of the panic, power in her eyes, hood flared. There was a dangerous calm on her, hiding the fury she held. She saw Moth and locked on target. She lunged toward Moth, aiming to bite her neck, where she would give her lethal venom. Battle-hunger ate at her mind, but she forced it back. Any show of emotion, any deviation to her calm, would not end well. She didn't spot Atticus at the moment, though.
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗