03-17-2019, 01:08 PM
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Tanglewood.
The Pitt's finest enemy as of right now. While The Typhoon was in the dark about their hidden agenda, that left the others to freely attack them. It just happened to be that Tanglewood was the first to do so. Captain, a dearest Pittian to him, had dumped a body within their territory and caused a conundrum in their relationship that lead to a raid. Jervis knew he had to retaliate. Hence lead him here.
Honey eyes surveyed the swamp land as he strolled throughout the underbrush of Tanglewood in silence. So far there was little that interested him. Through the bushes he went, letting his pelt slip through and show occasionally to tease those who passed. No one had happened to catch on. Those that had wandered past were unaware and landmarks he had passed were rather unimportant to the Tanglewood, signifying that his attempts on those would be rather lackluster. Instead he crawled along.
But there was one that caught on.
They did not smell of Tanglewood's traditional mud scent. No, they smelled salty. Jervis paused in his steps, very interested. A devious smirk curled onto his maw as his gaze shifted towards the smaller and unfamiliar future victim of his. Right then and there a plan formed within his head. Soon enough, out from the bushes he came. "You look lost, dear," he cooed sweetly. There were undertones of venomous intent though. "Perhaps I can be of assistance." Pointed ears perked up in a facade of enthusiasm. He grew closer. "My name is Jervis, you are?" His head craned off to the side.
The Pitt's finest enemy as of right now. While The Typhoon was in the dark about their hidden agenda, that left the others to freely attack them. It just happened to be that Tanglewood was the first to do so. Captain, a dearest Pittian to him, had dumped a body within their territory and caused a conundrum in their relationship that lead to a raid. Jervis knew he had to retaliate. Hence lead him here.
Honey eyes surveyed the swamp land as he strolled throughout the underbrush of Tanglewood in silence. So far there was little that interested him. Through the bushes he went, letting his pelt slip through and show occasionally to tease those who passed. No one had happened to catch on. Those that had wandered past were unaware and landmarks he had passed were rather unimportant to the Tanglewood, signifying that his attempts on those would be rather lackluster. Instead he crawled along.
But there was one that caught on.
They did not smell of Tanglewood's traditional mud scent. No, they smelled salty. Jervis paused in his steps, very interested. A devious smirk curled onto his maw as his gaze shifted towards the smaller and unfamiliar future victim of his. Right then and there a plan formed within his head. Soon enough, out from the bushes he came. "You look lost, dear," he cooed sweetly. There were undertones of venomous intent though. "Perhaps I can be of assistance." Pointed ears perked up in a facade of enthusiasm. He grew closer. "My name is Jervis, you are?" His head craned off to the side.