10-12-2018, 11:26 PM
(Edited 10-12-2018, 11:27 PM by CHERRYWINE.)
[abbr=info]♕[/abbr] Now wasn't this exciting? Cherry had found this place beginning to bore her- there was nothing to do, and she'd been growing more and more tempted to cause some trouble. She still wasn't really sure what the Pitt's rules were, though, so seeing something like this was certainly a bit of a relief. This place didn't play around, at least, and they - or, at least their new leader, Stryker (wasn't that that one guy from her game the other day?) - weren't afraid to make a bit of a mess. Cherrywine's vibrant gaze widened at the sight of Stryker and the femme beside him, the ghost of a smile beginning to pull at her lips.
The tabby watched with much interest as the new leader seemingly controlled the other's movements, forcing her to rip open her own throat. It was a bit more distant than she would usually care to be with her victims - she liked it to be more personal -, but to each their own, she supposed. "Very," purred Cherrywine, not moving yet, for she was far too interested in the possibility that Stryker may continue on his little tangent. It was entertaining, if nothing else, though she wasn't the biggest fan on his commanding tone- she probably should've expected that when joining a group with a, you know, leader.
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The tabby watched with much interest as the new leader seemingly controlled the other's movements, forcing her to rip open her own throat. It was a bit more distant than she would usually care to be with her victims - she liked it to be more personal -, but to each their own, she supposed. "Very," purred Cherrywine, not moving yet, for she was far too interested in the possibility that Stryker may continue on his little tangent. It was entertaining, if nothing else, though she wasn't the biggest fan on his commanding tone- she probably should've expected that when joining a group with a, you know, leader.
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