ardent

WE'LL FIGHT TILL WE'RE BROKEN



Neios

Loner
Militant

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
-
posts
97
player
11-26-2013, 11:54 AM




He had been watching the brawl the entire time. He was nothing more than a shadow in the dark, certainly unnoticed, but he had to see this for himself. He knew Taurig would fall, he just didn't know how. Lips creased into an amused smirk as he watched the ivory man blind and castrate the "almighty" king. Pathetic. He nearly had to use all his willpower just to keep him from laughing. This was the man his mother looked up to? This was the man who she thought would be able to protect them? He was weak, it had been proven /right here before him and everyone else. Everyone knew it now. It was only a matter of time until members started vanishing and looking for someone who could actually defend them. Gaze turned away from the scene as the boy proceeded to raise and pivot away from the blood bath. He had nothing more to acknowledge here, he had already seen everything he needed to see. With a flick of his tail he would exit, his sights set on finding his sister, then possibly his mother. He could only fantasize about the pure look of terror on their faces when he told them what had happened. Maybe in the future, they would take his input before throwing them in a pack with a weak leader?

"Speech"

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