11-24-2020, 01:57 PM
SEVCON VERBAN
Fighting was the last thing he wanted, but he did want a good home, and the Coalition promised it. Tanglewood was just a piece on the board. The walking dead man found himself wondering when things were going to happen, but then the strange salt smell hit, and he stuck to his perch in a tree. He was rather close, distance wise, to the group. But he saw Stryker and kept himself hidden until the man in charge wanted to strike.
With Stryker's move, he moved, descending upon the smaller feline, hoping to slam his paw onto [member=265]Keona.[/member] and hold her down. Green eyes stared her down from behind his white mask. His voice was suddenly cold as he spoke, "Howdy."
"Speech"
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗