04-28-2021, 05:30 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%;text-align: justify;font-size: 10pt;"]Her first meeting in the Pitt since the Coalition had been defeated and run off to their own territory, since Stryker died and since she and Atticus's brainwash had been broken and they were left half dead to find a way home. The closest place that they could call such a thing had been Tanglewood, so there Sweeney had stayed for the time being, waiting for both of them to feel well enough to actually head back to their true home. It seemed as though once things had been well enough though, the shit with Jormungand happened and Sweeney had decided to stay back in Tanglewood, watching as he got beat up and as the leader of the swamp dwelling group tore claws through his chest to make the shape of an alligator's jaws there, hopefully scarring him forever.
She listened to the words that came from Gael's maw, taking note in what was said, eyes shifting around for those that were new, hoping that all the names that were said were the only ones that Sweeney couldn't put a face to, that eventually she'd be able to know who they were and know if they were pieces of shit or worth her time. Ear flicked at the mention of hunting patrols and she'd let a small nod leave her frame, tails curling around her paws as she listened to the final part. Gael wanted ideas for punishments for the traitor? A silent scoff left her at the thought. He already knew that Sweeney's thoughts were to kill the bastard, so she stayed silent as she thought of creative ways to do it, just in case.
Thoughts were broken as the voice of a child reached the kitsune's ears and she'd shake her head in response. "Suffered by the paws of a different group that he wronged, yes, but he also wronged his own group. He's lucky he's not dead for all the shit he brought back to us by pulling his stupid stunt." Not to mention the Coalition. He was exiled there, but she was sure if he ever set foot near them again they'd have their fun with him too.
She listened to the words that came from Gael's maw, taking note in what was said, eyes shifting around for those that were new, hoping that all the names that were said were the only ones that Sweeney couldn't put a face to, that eventually she'd be able to know who they were and know if they were pieces of shit or worth her time. Ear flicked at the mention of hunting patrols and she'd let a small nod leave her frame, tails curling around her paws as she listened to the final part. Gael wanted ideas for punishments for the traitor? A silent scoff left her at the thought. He already knew that Sweeney's thoughts were to kill the bastard, so she stayed silent as she thought of creative ways to do it, just in case.
Thoughts were broken as the voice of a child reached the kitsune's ears and she'd shake her head in response. "Suffered by the paws of a different group that he wronged, yes, but he also wronged his own group. He's lucky he's not dead for all the shit he brought back to us by pulling his stupid stunt." Not to mention the Coalition. He was exiled there, but she was sure if he ever set foot near them again they'd have their fun with him too.