I AM NOT HER // Joiner

⸺ STRYKER, THE KINGPIN ⸺

pleasing everyone isn't like you, dancing jigs until i'm crippled

A snicker left him. Of course it was rude. The Pitt wanted his head now, The Typhoon didn't know of their existance, and the other groups were on the verge of disowning him too. Any chance to defend his home was a must now, especially with washed-up nobodies like this hybrid. "I thought it was rather nice, actually," he shot back. "I could have done much worse but instead I spared you." Stryker always liked giving others a chance though. Especially the mifits. No fucking wonder Caesar managed to stay within their ranks, otherwise he'd be exiled like the rest.

Following his quick words, a snapping jaw came directly towards him. Stryker reeled back. Her teeth raked at the top of his paw, causing him to let out a vile hiss. Blood began to seep from his paw. Luckily for the both of them, neither administered their own venom. How polite of the two snake-like animals. "Stheno, eh?" the lion spat. "Why are you here then?"

"TALKING"