Then you stab // open+hps needed // me in the back

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob allowed a light smile when he saw Goldie but immediately began to shake his head. She didn't need to be around for this conversation. "Tha's amazing, Goldie! 'M sure you're doin' a good job. 'S okay, though, I think I should probably jus' wait for your papa," he answered. However, when he saw Caesar and heard his voice, the smile immediately fell. "Well, she's certainly doin' a better job than you ever could," the husky snapped, not caring to hide his disdain. At Caesar's next round of introductions and words, words that included his rank and Jacob's frown only deepened. "'N I'm Chief Jacob Wickliff Corleone. I don' have ta' do nothin' you tell me so check your attitude. I don' deal with bastardi tha' try ta' drown n' attack their own sisters. So I think I'll be waitin' for Pincher," he nearly snarled the words, his ears flat on his head. Jacob wasn't usually one to use much language or really get mad about anything but he wouldn't stand for someone hurting his clanmates, especially after he'd worked so hard to secure this alliance in the beginning. He wasn't gong to let one man mess all of that up and he doubted Pincher would stand for it either. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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