04-18-2021, 04:40 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%;text-align: justify;font-size: 10pt;"]Sweeney hadn't been around to see the beginning of this mess, hadn't been there to see Jormungand take Merlin or come back and be clawed in the meeting. She knew of what he had done - it was hard not to when living in the swamps, especially with who she lived with - but she had decided to keep to herself, to make sure that she didn't come over to kill the other. Oh how she wanted to kill him.
Sweeney didn't care that he was a Pittian as well as her, she didn't care that he had kids and begging for them. She simply cared that there were more who were once again raking the name of the Pitt through the mud. They had been killers in the past, merciless and without reason, led by a vixen that thought nothing of others and simply of himself, Sweeney had once wanted to be like him, like her father, but she knew now that the Pitt had more to offer. Much more. And that it was simply a matter of time before idiots such as Jormungand and Dante ruined the chances that the Pitt had been given, and it pissed her off.
Words wrapped around her ears as she listened to those spoken, head turning towards Ares as a scoff left the kitsune's maw. "When they're older if they choose to fight with Tanglewood - or any group for that matter - then it'll be their fault. She's not going to hurt them now they're fucking children." Tanglewood - no, Elsweyr - actually cared about children, cared that they didn't have a choice in where they grew up at that young of an age, that they simply had no choice most of the time. When they were older though? That's when they were able to make decisions for themselves. That's when they were able to decide if they would fuck shit up or help their group to glory. And Sweeney could only hope she was making the right steps for the latter of the two.
Sweeney didn't care that he was a Pittian as well as her, she didn't care that he had kids and begging for them. She simply cared that there were more who were once again raking the name of the Pitt through the mud. They had been killers in the past, merciless and without reason, led by a vixen that thought nothing of others and simply of himself, Sweeney had once wanted to be like him, like her father, but she knew now that the Pitt had more to offer. Much more. And that it was simply a matter of time before idiots such as Jormungand and Dante ruined the chances that the Pitt had been given, and it pissed her off.
Words wrapped around her ears as she listened to those spoken, head turning towards Ares as a scoff left the kitsune's maw. "When they're older if they choose to fight with Tanglewood - or any group for that matter - then it'll be their fault. She's not going to hurt them now they're fucking children." Tanglewood - no, Elsweyr - actually cared about children, cared that they didn't have a choice in where they grew up at that young of an age, that they simply had no choice most of the time. When they were older though? That's when they were able to make decisions for themselves. That's when they were able to decide if they would fuck shit up or help their group to glory. And Sweeney could only hope she was making the right steps for the latter of the two.