— devil's backbone ; stryker

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[glow=#000,2,300]☣ —[/glow] The sound of footsteps alerted the ivory lion, causing him to drop out of his thoughts instead focus on the light tapping from afar. As they grew closer, sharp claws left their sheaths. Neon eyes narrowed, watching the entrance with concern. Stryker was always open to visitors, but that did not mean he would treat them nicely, especially if they were an enemy. This was his personal temple. Not The Pitt's shared area, but his own damned home that lived under his rules. Someone invading his personal space shouldn't be surprised when they were met with a heartless welcome.

The figure turned the corner, finding him in his room. Stryker's distasteful features faded away. This was no enemy, nor an unwelcomed guest, but a child that looked up to him. His entire demeanor changed in an instant. Still, despite that, he didn't want it to be a regular thing for anyone to be wandering into his home. A smile brandished his face now. "What a surprise," he remarked. "You know better to walk in unannounced though, Kilgore." And there came the cockiness....