NOW THERE'S BLOOD IN THE WATER --- joiner

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]Dangerous beasts that lurked within the confines of a fortress built of sandstone and metal spires. Though he supposed that any fortress in the desert would come off as terrifying. Even though he lived here and he was no longer a slave he found himself not very keen on the home they lived in. It demanded respect just as the desert they lived in and he understood that to a harsh degree. The tiger sized canine moved on slow paws as he shook out his short pelt after just having taken a swim, leaving behind sodden paw prints that began to dry just as quickly in the heat of the sun. His ears were slightly pulled up, sounds invading the audits as he listened to the sound of a heart beat. Someone was here. That much he knew and the sodden male tilted his head slightly before he came forth to spot the creature. Such a strange thing really and it caused his head to turn slightly as he examined the other form a distance. Regardless the former slave would come forward, head lowered just slightly as he gazed upon the trespassing vulpine. "Hello, sir..." Came his usual quite tone as he approached from the sands of the desert.

His body ached still from previous wounds but he was ignoring it for the time being and instead he settled down and focused on this male. Not many people came to the Pitt and those that did were usually forcibly taken here. He would know as he had done some frequently though not out of spite to harm them. They were tests, tests he had placed upon himself to see if he could and if he would be able to stand up to others. Or if his powers would actually manifest on command to help him. Though a bitterness lingered in his own form at those that were tested and how they ended up here. It was his fault but he needed to get to that end should the Pitt ever turn against him. "What brings you to the Pitt?"