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Tsarvix

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
54
player

Treat 2019
05-21-2019, 07:54 PM

Tsarvix


Tsarvix found it hilarious that the pair had wanted any of the spoils, when they seemed so unwilling to even come down from their tree before him to collect it. He wanted badly to point this out aloud, but decided against it. Were these wolves seriously expecting him to just, walk away? They didn't seem to want to fight for it either, and for that he was glad. Tsarvix didn't know what strategies they'd employ in battle, and though they were small and didn't scare him, he had no interest in having a fight amongst the trees.

The female had decided to be reasonable, then. Good. Tsarvix nodded politely as they each voiced which part of the cat that they'd hoped to come away with. "I'd like the femur." He said simply. He didn't think he'd need to bring home any other pieces, Tsarvix wasn't sure what Pyrrhic's stance was on trophies and trinkets, but he assumed that a mere jaguar pelt was beneath the God.

Now that the cat's parts had been spoken for, Tsarvix realized he still had a conundrum. He had no lessons in harvesting prey aside from that to bring home to eat. He set his sights upon the male, who seemed to like to talk much to his sister's displeasure. "My name is Tsarvix." He offered. The male cared little for pleasantries but he needed the tiny wolves to feel comfortable enough to come out from their tree. "I know you'd like to stay in your branches, and that's fine, but this is a quite beautiful cat." He paused to look down at it, admiring it's colors. "The pelt is nearly perfectly intact, even. It's too small to blanket my den, but if you'd like to take it to decorate your home then I'll need you to come down and harvest it before I take my share. I'm quite busy, I don't want to be here forever. If I have first pickings amongst the corpse then I can't promises how much of it I will destroy on my way to bone." He'd stepped back to give the corpse distance so the small wolves might feel comfortable to come down, hoping his words sounded reasonable to them.


"Speech."
"You"
"Think"



PYRRHIC is allowed to crash any of TSARVIX's threads, as in his eyes he is his God.