SET MY WINGS ON FIRE / typhoon

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P H O B O S  .|.  S U S U R R U S  I N F E R I  .|.  D E I M O S

”she speaks true though - if we give you what you want, you’ll attack anyway, you’ve already made your mind up about this place after all I can see it in your face” another voice rumbled, joining the group - much like the typhoonian leader, this one was a tiger, but stood in stark contrast.

Where there was gold he was silver-white, where there was flames of amber stripes, his were blue fluorescent fox fires dotting a vantablack dipped coat - Susurrus eyed the stranger leader with a cool gaze,

He did not know the politics here but it was clear to him from the moment the other leader had arrived she did not care to hear them or to bother upholding whatever deals she made here given the visible distaste in her mannerisms,

No they lost out either way - give the tangler back, there would be a fight later on down the line, don’t, there would still be a fight simply more immediate no doubt.

The fact that it seemed she wanted to treat them like unruly children did not endear him further - the same attitude had been on the faces of those his once home had protected before they’d stabbed them in the back and left him to die.

Deimos behind him snorted, the fiery drake taking umbridge at one of her turns of phrase ”a favour? Does his clan lack the ability to do so themselves so that they must turn to you? You allow leeches upon your back it would seem” the wrath was ever scornful - and ever blunt - Susurrus barely stopped himself from facepalming, but it did ring with truth.

Where was the captured leaders clan in all this? Would they not have come?

Susurrus frowned whilst Phobos quietly whispered something to Deimos besides him - the icy drake ever the more cool next to their fiery third.

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