08-10-2019, 02:58 PM
FOURTHWALL FALLOUT
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
Draekon... He'd have to work with the tiger if he wanted to keep him out of Jervis's crosshairs. They were primitive, utterly baseless reasons, but Fourthwall wanted the other kept around because they were the only person he was able to socialize with. This wasnt the first encounter between the tiger and the hellhound, and he didn't want it to be the last. [member=6888]DRAEKON[/member] want a thread where Fourth trys to educate him in the ways of the clan?
His wine red gaze would shift from the feline to the Ardent fox, who seemed to be about finished his violent attack. He didn't interfere in the bloodshed- why would he? Their clans were enemies and she was nobody to him, and while he wasn't really into making sport out of prey that wouldn't fight back, but it was none of his business where his clanmates found their kicks. Weather Jervis was just going through a mid-life-crisis or if this was the real deal witht he fox now, but either way he was free to do as he pleased. If beating on some idiotic Elysium cat would feed that void a bit, then who was he to interfere?
As the Ardent finally pulled away from her, lips and paws covered in blood, Fourth would let a smirk pull his lips up into a subtle but approving smirk. "Live bait, got it, Boss." he'd call as he made his way toward the fox and the heavily damaged captive. "Want me to find a place to 'store' her, or should we keep her out in the open ?" he'd ask, figuring if she was meant to lure her clan in than either one would work. He could chain her to a post, lock her in solitary confinement, heal her up a bit and put her to work. The options were endless.
"SPEECH
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
Draekon... He'd have to work with the tiger if he wanted to keep him out of Jervis's crosshairs. They were primitive, utterly baseless reasons, but Fourthwall wanted the other kept around because they were the only person he was able to socialize with. This wasnt the first encounter between the tiger and the hellhound, and he didn't want it to be the last. [member=6888]DRAEKON[/member] want a thread where Fourth trys to educate him in the ways of the clan?
His wine red gaze would shift from the feline to the Ardent fox, who seemed to be about finished his violent attack. He didn't interfere in the bloodshed- why would he? Their clans were enemies and she was nobody to him, and while he wasn't really into making sport out of prey that wouldn't fight back, but it was none of his business where his clanmates found their kicks. Weather Jervis was just going through a mid-life-crisis or if this was the real deal witht he fox now, but either way he was free to do as he pleased. If beating on some idiotic Elysium cat would feed that void a bit, then who was he to interfere?
As the Ardent finally pulled away from her, lips and paws covered in blood, Fourth would let a smirk pull his lips up into a subtle but approving smirk. "Live bait, got it, Boss." he'd call as he made his way toward the fox and the heavily damaged captive. "Want me to find a place to 'store' her, or should we keep her out in the open ?" he'd ask, figuring if she was meant to lure her clan in than either one would work. He could chain her to a post, lock her in solitary confinement, heal her up a bit and put her to work. The options were endless.
"SPEECH