War Pigs

*Twotone* · 11-30-2013, 04:27 PM

He shrank under the horrifying figure's gaze. A small whimper sneaking past his lips as the bone king glared at him. He spoke and it occured to Twotone then that he had no choice in the matter of leaving or staying he was outnumbered, outsized and out of luck. The next words to leave his jaws felt bitter on his tongue,
"I'll join you." as he spoke his voice cracked. Disgusted in himself for agreeing to join a pack as pitiful as his. Not by his choice but against his will like a slave. He felt sick to his stomach.

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