03-07-2019, 07:22 PM
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From the shadows arrived an unexpected enemy, Tanglewood. The swamp group reeked of salt, making their presence known clearly withinin The Pitt's fresh-aired jungles. Within the underbrush their eyes leered from behind their stylized masks and rushed into battle towards The Pitt's caverns. It wasn't long before they were spotted. Demanding screams for attention broke out from Pittians all around. Many scrambled into the underground caves, ultimately to where their fate would be served out by Tanglewood.
Upon hearing the screeches for help, Jervis' stomach lurched. From the caverns in his temples people rushed in, warning him of their impending doom, but he disregarded them. Frustrated, he let out a shrill yell. "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME FOR?" It wasn't the time to look for his assistance. Surely he wasn't going to risk his own tail for them. If they wanted to survive, they would have to fight for themselves. With that in mind, a sour expression faded onto his face as he rushed out of the leaders temple, obviously disgusted by what was about to happen. "I WANT THEM TREMBLING IN HORROR," came his demanding yell. "IF I DON'T SEE THEM BEING SERVED ON PLATTERS LATER, I WILL HAVE ONE OF YOUR HEADS ON A SPIKE NEAR THE BORDER." And he truly meant that. With their defeat could come one over dramatic temper tantrum.
The impish fox rushed down from the stairs and in the direction of the approaching enemy. In the distance he spotted a familiar enemy, presumably the newest leader of Tanglewood. They were the only one close to his size. If he were to take on a larger target, he'd be easily defeated and embarrass himself in front of his cohorts, ultimately resulting in their loss of confidence in Jervis. Thus [member=1477]Crow Roux[/member] was the perfect choice. "Come here, miscreant," came a challenged bark.
Momentarily coming close, Jervis bounced on the tips of his toes and observed the feline. Only seconds later did he plunge forward. Outstretched paws attempted to press into the male's front chest and push him towards the ground, effectively towering over him. If successful, he'd then attempt to have his claws slash at his throat recklessly afterwards. Needless to say, the fox was not playing around. Jervis held no mercy. To prove a point, he was aiming for the kill from the get go. Even if he was unsuccessful, the Tanglewood general would most likely feel pressured to back away and retreat... or he thought so.
Upon hearing the screeches for help, Jervis' stomach lurched. From the caverns in his temples people rushed in, warning him of their impending doom, but he disregarded them. Frustrated, he let out a shrill yell. "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT ME FOR?" It wasn't the time to look for his assistance. Surely he wasn't going to risk his own tail for them. If they wanted to survive, they would have to fight for themselves. With that in mind, a sour expression faded onto his face as he rushed out of the leaders temple, obviously disgusted by what was about to happen. "I WANT THEM TREMBLING IN HORROR," came his demanding yell. "IF I DON'T SEE THEM BEING SERVED ON PLATTERS LATER, I WILL HAVE ONE OF YOUR HEADS ON A SPIKE NEAR THE BORDER." And he truly meant that. With their defeat could come one over dramatic temper tantrum.
The impish fox rushed down from the stairs and in the direction of the approaching enemy. In the distance he spotted a familiar enemy, presumably the newest leader of Tanglewood. They were the only one close to his size. If he were to take on a larger target, he'd be easily defeated and embarrass himself in front of his cohorts, ultimately resulting in their loss of confidence in Jervis. Thus [member=1477]Crow Roux[/member] was the perfect choice. "Come here, miscreant," came a challenged bark.
Momentarily coming close, Jervis bounced on the tips of his toes and observed the feline. Only seconds later did he plunge forward. Outstretched paws attempted to press into the male's front chest and push him towards the ground, effectively towering over him. If successful, he'd then attempt to have his claws slash at his throat recklessly afterwards. Needless to say, the fox was not playing around. Jervis held no mercy. To prove a point, he was aiming for the kill from the get go. Even if he was unsuccessful, the Tanglewood general would most likely feel pressured to back away and retreat... or he thought so.