12-04-2020, 07:09 PM
A rabid hiss left the feline's throat as he approached. Golden eyes locked in on the leader at the front, subtly watching as the leaders behind him struggled in the entangled roots. Atticus' dead gaze peered into the audience as he sauntered to the front. Familiar faces lined the crowd. Pittians and pirates alike, they all held no way over him anymore. His dedication lied in one place now... with Stryker. While it was unwilling hypnotization, the man had no way of knowing of the downsides just yet, as his conscious had been repressed and the feral beast within had taken control. Needless to say, Atticus was gone. All was left was a hallow shell of what once was.
As he settled near the front, his hues momentarily diverted to the sky. Sweeney was placed strategically in the sky and peered from above with a looming glare. Atticus' mind faltered into thought, the control inside him eventually suppressing his desire. His teeth grinded together. Frustrated, he snapped his head back towards the lion and sat silent.
As he settled near the front, his hues momentarily diverted to the sky. Sweeney was placed strategically in the sky and peered from above with a looming glare. Atticus' mind faltered into thought, the control inside him eventually suppressing his desire. His teeth grinded together. Frustrated, he snapped his head back towards the lion and sat silent.