burn out in the night- appearance / intro

[align=center][align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: times new roman; color: black;"]Primus, honestly, wasn't looking to impress someone who's first instinct was to stand over a child like Primus was going to eat them. Well. He might have been thinking about it, but he wasn't actually going to do it, was he? Primus cleared his throat, eyeing Caustic over, picking at every little detail for a moment longer. But, Primus thought for a moment. A sly grin crossed his face for a moment, turning his gaze away from Caustic. Why play the game of the fool when he could simply.. not reply? But, thankfully, someone filled the gap of conversation.

The sigh that Kydobi had released was evident of something else. Some irritation, some restraint. Of course, Primus couldn't read into it completely. He wasn't a mind-reader except.. when he chose to be. His tail flicked, the deep fur tuft at the end of it gently brushing the undergrowth of the jungle. The jungle, where he was rumored to be King in many.. humanic legends. Which, was a joke. The open low growth with a lot of brown foliage was where he ruled before. He wished he could return to his home, before the turning. Before the bitter taste of Einion's blood in his mouth. Before the bitter hate and rage of that ẘ̥̘͙̱̦̘͚̙̓̐̆̆͌̅̈͗͘h̴̡̰̯̣͕̯̣͑̂̋̈̌ǫ̸͉̖̞͉̙̱̯̈́̌̃̚͟͡͝͝r͔̠̦̥̙̹̋̇̃́͡e̩͎̣̖̠͕͐͑̓͆̃͌̍̉̀̕.

He cleared his throat.

"It won't be the first time I've climbed a chain." He spoke with a dull tone. Please, he wasn't an amateur. This happened everywhere. Primus was hated, that was known. He bemused this fact to himself, of course, it wasn't his own fault. There were people, somewhere, who would've gotten along just fine with him. But the people in front of him seemed.. weak. A bit of tone made them angry. He sighed as he got this next question, rather bored with their picking and prodding.

One paw raised, idly observing his claws before settling it back down. "A pleasure to meet you, Kydobi." Finally, something from someone. You see, Primus couldn't work with them if he was given nothing to work with. "Depends on what you truly need. Experience in.. inter-group relations, at the least. A claw to offer, another pair of paws on whatever needs rebuilding. Last I recall, I heard down the grapevine your defenses were shot and weakened? That does need attention, I can help with that." Primus would have blinked very slowly in obvious terms.

Primus knew they needed active people, to actively defend. He wasn't an idiot. A child, and a green-clouded-wolf to defend the border? What if he had been here to actively eat someone? He would have scoffed, but something about respect made his fur bristle on end instead.

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