without a compass, the soldier knows no disgrace -- joining

[align=center][div style="max-width: 425px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 30px; opacity: 0.80; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; padding-top: 10px; color: #00;"]Another child, though slightly older than that of the one before, showed up at the former area where the heads on spikes had been set up, ears pricked from before when she'd been walking over, listening to the words that had been spoken. This stranger wanted the strongest warrior that they had? "If you're planning on fighting the strongest warrior you might as well tuck tail and run away now, unless you're a bitch with a death wish." Whether Sweeney meant bitch as an insult or as a descriptor would be up to Connie.

Thinking about it for a moment, Sweeney had thoughts go through her head. Who was the strongest warrior? Well Kydobi was pretty strong, but Silentgrave was scary and big, though she hadn't seen them fight yet. She wanted to though. "You think your tough shit anyway, coming in here and giving orders before you're even told you're allowed in, huh? Probably not the best idea unless you actually want to die." Fur rose for a moment before Sweeney squinted her eyes towards the larger wolf. "If you want our 'strongest warrior' then you're going to have to wait Connie, either until they get here or until a pushover brings 'em to ya. Hope your patience is good." Oh if Gael or Kydobi heard her talking she'd get in so much trouble.