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I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU
The Typhoon may consider the Pitt's attention off of their island, but a day never went by when Ninazu failed to think about them. The slight of killing a previous ardent could not go unpunished -- even if her focus brought her to hit the Rosebloods, these days. After all, a slight against the current ardent trumped revenge for a retired leader, hm?
So she stalked through the territory, gathering intelligence on their layout and considering a few potential attack avenues. Ninazu learned, after passing near the tavern, about their damn volcano troubles and Goldie's ascent to leader. But little else stuck out as interesting to her about the Typhoon. They were just another group to crush beneath her claws. More 'innocents' that the world would say they slaughtered.
Her claws dug into the jungle dirt, before she sheathed them and continued on her way. One of the extinct raptors appeared to have passed by recently; the woman smelled it, saw traces of the tracks in the muck. Her pace sped up, her quiet paws drawing her deeper into the island jungle with every stride; a feeling in her gut pushed her on. Ninazu never feared the beasts, after all, and now she saw an opportunity to catch one alone.
Ninazu, ever the opportunist, planned to seize it one way or another.
[member=1827]AMENT .[/member]
So she stalked through the territory, gathering intelligence on their layout and considering a few potential attack avenues. Ninazu learned, after passing near the tavern, about their damn volcano troubles and Goldie's ascent to leader. But little else stuck out as interesting to her about the Typhoon. They were just another group to crush beneath her claws. More 'innocents' that the world would say they slaughtered.
Her claws dug into the jungle dirt, before she sheathed them and continued on her way. One of the extinct raptors appeared to have passed by recently; the woman smelled it, saw traces of the tracks in the muck. Her pace sped up, her quiet paws drawing her deeper into the island jungle with every stride; a feeling in her gut pushed her on. Ninazu never feared the beasts, after all, and now she saw an opportunity to catch one alone.
Ninazu, ever the opportunist, planned to seize it one way or another.
[member=1827]AMENT .[/member]
WRITTEN BY AXIOM * TAGS