Wicked this way comes . open , Hunting

[VASS .]

A ruthless chill only cut by the fur cloak that Vaas had taken to pin around his throat. The clasp was of a mixed material, some sort of liquid he had rapidly froze over with his stuttering control: similar to the bracelet that crept along his wrist. Winter was a time of slowness, a consideration that most conserved their energy for things like this: hunting for food or patrolling the border, yet even in winter Vaas was a creature of activity. He could always be found moving around, thinkingdistracting himself from the things that bothered him.

When Rhine stepped up, there was a level glare on his expression: half mulish to flat out tell the leader no. Rhinestone was their leader but he was already sick. It wasn't about his size that caused the tiger to pause, but the hope- the open regard the other had as he met with pale jaded green. Vaas looked away, the frown dropping but he made no token protest beyond the initial reaction to their leader stepping up.

Nine was next to step up, and after  afew moments of consideration vaas spoke up for once. "I'll isolate the buck by chasing it, nine you flank it. Rey, you'll land the killing blow when either I or Nine manage to cripple it with a hit in the leg." It was a honnor to be the one to land the killing blow. With the assessment and their roles vaas made a motion to get the pair to follow him, the tiger twisting to face the boardwalk's border of the twisted forest.

At the edge of it, instantly the smell of turned earth and winter crept into his nose, he breathed out through his mouth, even in the chill of winter the want of hunting, the feel of it was always a harisbreath away from exhileraiting. He felt a smile along his maw as he reguarded his hunt-mates before nodding to them to follow him deeper. Where the scent of the forest fell to surround them, and the smell of a the herd came closer.

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"take me into your heart , accept me as your savior nail me to the fucking cross and let me be reborn" — an antagonist with a silver tongue , a pirate with nothing to loose and everything to gain .  vaas montenegro ; he who lives to fight demons should be weary he himself does not become one ." it's not like i am fucking crazy — "

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