LAMB TO THE SLAUGHTER || CLEANING PROJECT

[Atticus Roux]

Another day, another dictator. That kinda sounds right... right? Atticus didn't necessarily care. The amount of times he's experienced a whack ass leader (3 times, was it? Dante, Stryker, and Brym... maybe more), they all seemed to have a similar agenda: win the love of their people and do whatever the fuck they want. In hindsight, that was very contradictory? As the thought passed his mind, he paused. His eyes stared out at Brymstone and narrowed in contemplation. The Roux had walked away previously when the larger creature chose to introduce themselves, along with the others, and he was considering doing the same.

Maybe, though, something changed in him. Give the dude a chance... Yeah, sure... Totally.

Wrong.

Stubborn and grumpy, the canine decided to approach anyways. If they wanted to clean and actually improve Tanglewood, then he would let them. Atticus approached the home they were working on, pausing for a moment as he watched Brymstone work his magic. Powerless and unable to do something similar, he had to work with his paws and intuition only.

Sunflower colored eyes rotated towards Brymstone. "What do you need done?" he barked roughly. If his orders were fair, true, and actually beneficial, then perhaps Atticus would listen... if not, well... fuck them.