step inside the life of the man weak enough to follow you;; private

[trojan g.]

[div style="width: 425px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 30px; opacity: 0.70; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; padding-top: 10px;"]After the cub had come to her borders, lost and confused, Sweeney had been interested in him. She knew his name, knew where he was from, but didn't quite know about the place he'd come from. He had smelled like fish, so strongly of fish, that the child had been confused on where, exactly he'd come from, or how he'd gotten that smell so strongly. She wanted to smell strongly of the Pitt but felt as though it wasn't strong enough yet. Was there a way of making it stronger or was it just that she'd gotten used to it? She wouldn't ever know.

Following the scent of Kydobi and the child from the day before, Sweeney had snuck out from her own home, leaving behind her siblings - Noor she'd miss, but Mercede she wouldn't, Juno was on thin ice, though she hadn't seen her in a while - and the fox would go into the territory, looking out over the ocean in awe. It was so big, there was so much water, and it smelled so much like fish. There must have been so many in there.

It was beautiful, and it was distracting.

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[T. ROUX]

[glow=white,1,400]GONNA MAKE YOU SORRY THAT YOU MET ME, GONNA MAKE YOUR INSIDES HURT !｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Trygve Roux, truth be told, had a poor sense of smell.

What he hadn't been expecting was to see the vixen from the Pitt coming here well, uninvited, he could feel a frown tugging on his maw. Why couldn't it have been Aine? Someone he actually could tolerate that was a fox, foxes made his nose wrinkle and a growl emit from his jaws. He had been laying on the beach taking in the sunlight especially since he couldn't really play fight with his current injuries though that didn't stop him from rising to his paws,  his legs shook for a moment. His body aching but he was determined to chase off the intruder like any good pirate would, his lips peeled back into a silent snarl. He could remember her agreeing with the other annoying fox that had wanted him to die for trespassing within the territory, he could easily pummel her if he wanted to. Maybe he'd be merciful and let her leave with a few clawmarks. Hm. He took a few shaky steps forward lowering his body as he would brush against the sand underneath him, his pupils narrowed into dangerous slits.

Now that he drew near realizing that she was distracted by the ocean, he would wince rising to stand upright only to aim to topple over the fox kit and pin her down if successful, his paw on her face with claws unsheathed. He found a small smirk on his maw as he would growl with an obvious smugness to his tone "You come here to lose yer tail too, dumbass?" His own tail lashing to the sides, his body screaming with pain with all this moving though Trygve was keen on not showing any weakness, he had already done that when he had passed out from his injuries. The thought made him angry as his claws pressed closer to the vixens face. Stupid Caesar. Ry would make sure to make him lose more than a part of his tail if they ever faced each other again. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[trojan g.]

[div style="width: 425px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 30px; opacity: 0.70; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; padding-top: 10px;"]Instant regret was brought upon the fox kit as the smell of fish grew suddenly stronger, only to envelop her when she was knocked to the floor. Despite being at least month older than the kid, Sweeney found herself trapped underneath Ry's grasp, much smaller than the other. The differences in species and loving families she supposed.

"No!" She'd spit out, her own tail lashing under the male as she looked over where they were, and how he was positioned quickly, "I just wanted to see where you were from! You reek of stinky fish and salt, and didn't know how someone could live in a place that smelled so bad." Words would end as the female used her hind leg to kick out, in an attempt to knock him to the side, if successful, scrambling up, ears pinned to her head as she would look to the other.

She understood how he could live here with the view, and likely being born into it, and wished that the Pitt had looked something like this. It might take the pain away from her own family dropping like flies one by one, or simply disappearing from their life. "And ignore the stuff I said at the border over in the Pitt, as much as I'd want to hurt you I wouldn't actually kill you. No point in it..." She didn't have the strength or the guts to do it at this point in her life anyway. "I just got a little excited is all." Her sisters tended to help her do that when they were together.

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