21 SHOTS TO YOUR GRILL :: joining

[JORMUNGAND Di ANGELO]

JORMUNGAND

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a faint sound from bonnie caught his attention. a simple question yet hinted at either a potential newcomer, or a potential threat. the melanistic animal padded over slowly, tail flicking in the sand and leaving grooves. standing next to her he towered over her and let his optics run over the body of the other panther and crow. same animal as him but such unfamiliarity lurking in those eyes that were staring bonnie down.
the skald gently pushed her slightly behind him, aware of the affect the stranger had on her. she seemed transfixed by him and shivered, he noted with a frown before returning his gaze on the newcomer. he looked strong, golden optics shining brightly against the sun. jormungand let the same look cross his icy blues, running his tongue slowly over his jaws. "she's right. why are you here?" he couldn't agree more that currently the pitt was fucked; with vale's return and othalla barely in control the last thing they needed was more trouble.
as if feeling his mood the shadows around his body shifted tighter, secluding himself off from the rest of the world, nudging him to shift his paws anxiously. he chided them not now, he was busy doing business. think of this as business. think of everything as business, a business meeting. vale, the pitt, his rank, his status, his kids. this newcomer.

#psychosocial.