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[deimos]

[align=center][align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: times new roman; color: black;"]This one was going to be good. He could feel it in his bitterness, his brittle bones rattling in his empty skin as he padded down the beach. His gaze swept about, tail slowly swaying behind him. His next target, beloved son of Planecrash, and a friend of Deldrach's lover. A growl swept from his bone muzzle as he thought of that disgusting maned wolf. He would make sure the glowing son of a bitch suffered a long, painful death. Torturing session, at least.

But for now, attacking the ones that Deldrach would recognize. No patterns, just pain. Blood on his dry tongue, riveting his body in pleasure and making Primus beg for more. "CAPTAIN? WHERE ARE YOU, MY FRIEND?" He called, pausing in the middle of the beach as he shouted for Cap.

[member=1599]CAPTAINJACK ![/member]

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[goodsprings]

CAPTAINPAW

✯ — YOUNG LOVERS AND THEY ARE NOT SLEEPING

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captainpaw was predictably roaming the shoreline. paws caked in wet sand and pelt spiked with wet ocean spray. the waters were rather calm today, the best time for the growing beta to go out for a swim. after that one incident, he had been hesitant to go back into the water alone. though he was slowly building back up the courage to do so. sometimes just staying where the waves lapped up at the beach was good enough for him.

the tom's ears perked as his name was called, kelly green eye's blinking slowly as his head tipped up to take in the size of decius. he wouldn't have been initially shaken had there not been a bone mask covering the male's face, but he had learned that there were some odd fellows in the typhoon. the striker was always more than happy to meet one of them! he already thought of captainpaw as a friend!

"yes, mister wolf?" captainpaw piped up, fluffy tail flicking over his tail with a smile. "is there something i can do for you?" maybe it was important for him as a striker! perhaps a meeting was needed and he was being summoned? he could hardly keep still anticipating the response decius had for him.

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✯ — male. the typhoon. easy. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[deimos]

[align=center][align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: times new roman; color: black;"]// sorry this is gonna be short qq

There he was. Red eyes blinked with recognition, turning to look towards him. A thin smile spread on his teeth. Decius was thinking that this plan would be a little too spread out for Rach to notice, but he then figured it wouldn't take too long. "I need you to see something. Would it be okay for you to follow me into the jungle?" He questioned, nodding towards the jungle. His tail swayed lazily, and his posture and expression gave nothing away.

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[goodsprings]

CAPTAINPAW

✯ — YOUNG LOVERS AND THEY ARE NOT SLEEPING

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//YOURE GOOD muse will come in this thread dw uwu

the striker watched the masked creature look to him. something about decius' smile struck something in cap, though he wasn't sure what it made him... feel. discomfort? distrust? curiosity? some sort of feeling that made him second guess him, but captainpaw had no reason not to. he had never met decius before, and he has no reason to believe there would be strangers out to harm him. after all, he was in their home. he trusted that the typhoon was safe from dangers. maybe he was just odd.

the calico tom nodded his head quickly, stepping a bit closer to him. "how far into the jungle? i haven't... gone very far yet. at least, not passed my tree house. i tried going to the temple once but i got... um..." he paused, looking at the ground. "i got scared... you look big and strong though! you'll make sure nothing happens, right?"

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✯ — male. the typhoon. easy. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.

[deimos]

[align=center][align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: times new roman; color: black;"]Oh, this was going to work very well. Cap was walking over, was talking to him, like he was another clanmate. He didn't seem to be bothered too much by his outer shell, the one that had just an inkling of his inner workings. The cruel, creepy smile still remained on his bone face, and he nodded towards the jungle, his tail swaying behind him. "It's not far in, but its a little trek. And of course, nothing will happen with me around." Decius loved telling little white lies.

Except, they weren't white, they were black and malicious, painted with venom that would kill the innocence in Cap's mind. Primus turned, waving him towards the jungle, walking to the place he had in mind. His ears twitched as he walked. Yes, he would paint him red, carve cruel things into his skin. His red eyes flickered with anger, and betrayal. This was for Deldrach. She would see it coming, he knew that she would.

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