12-02-2020, 08:19 PM
TELL HIM THE NIGHTMARES HAVEN'T STOPPED
tell him i'm not sure what is real and what is not
True enough that nobody else had arrived yet. Loey appeared to be the first on the scene, a carefully neutral look on his face aside from the angry glint in his cerulean eyes. His lips curl back at the scent of the Coalition, particularly of Stryker's own unique scent, and then The Pitt's is added to the fray.
He can't say he's overwhelmingly surprised, but he had hoped that they wouldn't have joined in yet. No such luck, apparently, so for now his only hope is that The Typhoon are safe. (Oh, how wrong he is.)
Atticus' remark gains his attention, although his gaze remains on the overwhelmingly large dragon currently dripping molten lava all over the fresh coat of snow. He feels almost like an angry mother whose son's dirty pup was just let into the overwhelmingly white livingroom, except that the dirty pup in question is actually a dragon, his son in this instance would be Stryker (shudder at the thought), and his overwhelmingly white livingroom is actually a mountain.
"Fight back? Fight back?! How on earth would we fight back? I don't know if you're dumb or if the other groups you've taken over have kicked your head in a little rough and you've got brain damage, but we're a little few in numbers, Roux." he sneers, though he makes no move to attack. He half expects the fiery little sandcat to appear at his side and do it for him, actually, and he wishes that Hani and Alani would, but they won't and he knows it.
He can't say he's overwhelmingly surprised, but he had hoped that they wouldn't have joined in yet. No such luck, apparently, so for now his only hope is that The Typhoon are safe. (Oh, how wrong he is.)
Atticus' remark gains his attention, although his gaze remains on the overwhelmingly large dragon currently dripping molten lava all over the fresh coat of snow. He feels almost like an angry mother whose son's dirty pup was just let into the overwhelmingly white livingroom, except that the dirty pup in question is actually a dragon, his son in this instance would be Stryker (shudder at the thought), and his overwhelmingly white livingroom is actually a mountain.
"Fight back? Fight back?! How on earth would we fight back? I don't know if you're dumb or if the other groups you've taken over have kicked your head in a little rough and you've got brain damage, but we're a little few in numbers, Roux." he sneers, though he makes no move to attack. He half expects the fiery little sandcat to appear at his side and do it for him, actually, and he wishes that Hani and Alani would, but they won't and he knows it.
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