Hanged Man Comin' Down From The Gallows [Amon v. Ganta]
12-02-2017, 12:16 PM
Amons call for battle had been heard. She was lurking nearby like always. She never seemed to stray too far. Why did she do that? She wasn't certain. It was Whatever though.
She moved swiftly, not wanting to miss too much of the battle. She didn't seem to miss much though. She arrived and saw Amon killing the poor sap. She shook her head at that. Stupid men and their hotheaded tempers. The white mortal looked more like possible godkin and she rolled her eyes at that. Pyralis was already on the case of showing her own distaste at this death. He didn't need them both doing it verbally.
She moved up to take in the scents of the dead body. A female, pack and young child clung to it along with blood and fresh death. Easily it was discerned that Amon had just taken a pack by killing their alpha. She snorted. Truly her cousin was without cooth. She moved after Amon though and voiced only one thought to him. "Cousin this one was surrounded by his friends no doubt, you should beware that fact. They may rally against you or conceive a plan to poison you if you do not tread this meeting lightly. Brute force will not always be the answer." She kept her tone nuetral enough, and intended no harm by this but was secretly worried that her cousin may have just bitten off more than he could chew. Her eyes flashed to him, expressing this. She stayed silent beyond this. She knew he would likely ignore her advise anyway.
-exit with Amon and Pyralis-
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