crime of chaos - lost trespasser

[michael t.]

ALL I FOUND THE SPACE BETWEEN THE SPACES
STANDING IN THE NOTHING, AND TIME RECLAIMS YOU

Ravenwood had made a rather horrible mistake, even if he didn't yet know it. Trespassing on any enemy's land was generally a bad idea, but especially in this scenario. The last time Michael had encountered a trespassing Wanderer had been a while ago. In the end, the trespassing Coalition member hadn't left the encounter alive, utterly drained of blood and nearly torn apart. However, that had been only a couple of days after The Typhoon had finally managed to beat back the Coalition's forces. Needless to say, tensions had been high. That wasn't to say that the dealer felt any remorse over his former actions. No, he still believed he had done the right thing, considering the Wanderer had been one of the bastards involved in hurting his family, and his home. What it did mean, though, was that there was more of a chance for mercy from the bobcat, this time.

Even if he wasn't immediately in the mood to attack, that didn't stop Michael from wearing a grim and snarling expression as he approached. Reaching out, he aimed to wrap a paw around Vayne's chest, trying to pull her back and closer to him. As he did so, he muttered softly to her, voice firm, "Vayne... no. You smell that on the air? That's the scent of the Coalition. This guy is bad news, trust me." With that, he then turned his attention to Ravenwood, mismatched gaze narrowed. He hissed in a menacing tone, short tail twitching and lashing behind him, "And you. You're trespassing on the lands of The Typhoon, so I recommend you turn tail and run while you've still got the chance. We don't allow Coalition members here." Honestly, the other was just lucky that Vayne and Michael had been the first ones to show, rather than someone more harsh. He dreaded to think of what would've happened if Roxie had been the first to arrive, considering her especially... set in stone policy when it came to Coalition members.

— Reggan