MAGNUM BULLETS ☆ palm glades capture

[ARVID R.]

Here it was. His final capture, at least for now. The Palm Glades had been his last destination on his little trek around for test subjects to give his poisons to, and he was honestly pretty pleased with the results. Not only had he managed to test on three different larger animals, he had also managed to get three different captures that would be useful for the Coalition. Mostly for his own experimental purposes, but he wasn't exactly about to stop anyone else from doing what they wanted with the poor, unfortunate souls. They were prisoners, after all. In this particular case, the dire wolf was a little disappointed that he hadn't managed to nab someone as impressive as Vayne, or Kainan. After all, they had been a leader and a leader's daughter. Still, this particular victim was a member of the Palm Glades, and he was fairly sure that would be good enough for most of his fellow wanderers. He didn't know the full story, but from what he had gathered through osmosis, the Glades had betrayed the Coalition a while ago, and was a large part of why they had fallen so hard, so fast. Needless to say, that had bred quite a bit of hatred for them within the Coalition.

This was why Arvid was unsurprised by the interested and heated glares thrown in the direction of his capture as he moved through camp. He carried Ambrose much like he had Vayne, the fox dangling down from his jaws as he headed towards the forbidden caverns. Unlike with Kainan and Vayne, he didn't have much of a reason to stop in camp beforehand, figuring that he'd just toss Ambrose into a cell without much fuss. However, that plan was interrupted when he was just about to leave camp, and the vulpine began to writhe and shift a bit in his jaws. Ah, well, he supposed that meant the poison had worn off, didn't it? With a displeased huff, the dire wolf dropped Ambrose roughly on the ground, moving to place a large black paw on her to try and keep her pinned. He grumbled at her, his ears flattened, "God, couldn't you have just stayed out until we got to the cell? Being a pain isn't going to get you anywhere." It really wasn't, considering where she was. Unless Ambrose was secretly a master escape artist, making it out of the Coalition's camp without issue would be quite the neat trick.

i wanna be the sand inside that hourglass

[Casphian]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ My name means healing but I only bring death — The vulpine limply hung from Arvid’s jaws, his body not even curling up like it normally would when being carried by her scruff. Ambrose soon would begin to awaken, her body stirring some as she was pulled from the land of dreams. Suddenly her eyes snapped open, gaze frantically looking around as she tried to figure out where she was. And where that was she wasn’t sure, all she knew was she wasn’t in the comfort and safety of the Glades. Suddenly memories dug her under the water in her mind, sending her thrashing through the ocean of nightmares as everything pinned her past and this exact moment to being the same. She was quickly pulled from the depths of the waters by her body being dropped roughly onto the ground, a squeak of pain slipping past her muzzle. Her fearful gaze drifted towards the pup in front of her, ears wishing to pin back against her cranium at the words he harshly spoke. “W-Where am I?” She asked, words shaken as struggled to speak through the poison that ran through her veins.

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=grey,1,400]ONCE A WHORE, YOU'RE NOTHING MORE ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Arvid had made quite a few captures recently and despite Aphra's dislike of the pup, she was impressed with them. Particularly the leader capture; even if it wasn't a huge group like The Typhoon, it was still pretty impressive regardless. Capturing Vayne was interesting too, and it gave Aphra a chance to finally get back at her daughter. Aphra came over upon watching Arvid march towards the cells with yet another body in his mouth, arriving as Ambrose tried to escape and Arvid pouncing on her to stop her from running.

"Doesn't matter, dear. Your clanmates should know where you are." The feline hummed as she came closer, her tail flicking back and forth. A child, Arvid had captured a child. Funny, considering how he had looked upset when she tried to throw away the egg that didn't hatch. Whatever, she supposed. Double standards. "What's your name, hon?" [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[Byriath]

[trojan g.]

[align=center][div style="max-width: 415px;text-align: justify;font-family: times new roman;font-size: 10pt;line-height: 116%;text-indent: 35px;"]Ruven had heard about the captures that Arvid had been doing, and although he had been interested in them he hadn't actually gone to see them yet. He knew where the prisoners were kept, and knew that was likely where Arvid was putting them, but when Ruven had finally decided to go over to see them, he hadn't thought that the male would be bringing in a third capture. All from different groups too, the scents of the three mixed in with that of his home and caused him to inwardly gag. He didn't like the smell of the other groups, especially when they were all mixed together like this, it was just... bad.

Ruven had been told vaguely what the different groups were for the most part, as well as what those could remember what they smelled like, so when the young lion came over and sniffed the air, he could tell that this one was palm glades, sort of. "You don't smell like palm trees." Ruven would mutter as he made his way closer, soon sitting down and wrapping his tail around his paws. "If they know does that mean they'll try to come here to get her back?" Ruven asked, turning over to Byriath as he did so. He hoped so, and a part of him hoped they wanted a fight too, Ruven wanted to be there to show off his powers, even if he knew nothing about fighting.

[ASTRAEA CIPHER-LINGRÉ]

[glow=white,1,400]I'M JUST A PUPPET IN YOUR PLAY ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

"Arvid, this is another kid!" Astraea exclaimed as she came over, wanting to see what was going on. Of course as expected, the liliger regretted it immediately. She pulled her wings closer to her, frowning. "Why are you doing this?" She asked, ignoring the comments every one else was making; they didn't seem to be condemning Arvid, and that made her worried. What if he does something worse?[glow=white,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[MAUDE P.]

[ASTRAEA CIPHER-LINGRÉ]

[glow=white,1,400]I'M JUST A PUPPET IN YOUR PLAY ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Maude came over and answered her question with short, quick responses. "Th-that's..." Astraea stammered out, still frowning because of the whole situation. "That's not a good reason to capture someone, let-let alone a kid!" The Palm Glades member was so small. "She's going to be trauma-traumatized."[glow=white,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[LETHE ELD-CIPHER]

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Many things easily fell outside of Anthemtalon’s mental grasp. Things like games, things like social skills, they were all in a higher level of thought than what the lizard possessed. He didn’t quite understand groups, or territories, seeing them as useless when roaming freely easily meant having lots of ground and lots of options for food. If it wasn’t for food, well, what was the point? With such a thought process, easy it was for it to be assumed that the newly promoted Thane wouldn’t have the slightest clue about capturing those of other groups.

It spoke, so it couldn’t be food, right? Yet the method of restraint definitely said that the newcomer wasn’t like those that he lived alongside. Tongue flicked, talons carrying his heavy body along. “Danger?” Had they.. stolen food and been caught? There wasn’t much reasoning the lizard could grasp; the comment of ‘for sport’ did not make sense to a lizard that only grasped killing and hurting for survival. Yes, they probably had stolen food and been caught. That made sense to him, and he settled on the ground to watch.

._. Mobile!

ANTHEMTALON [] komodo monitor [] tags

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[rhosmari]

Weak minds often didn't thrive here in the Coalition. And she was starting to see one, staring at Astraea with an intense and almost malignant gaze. She wondered vaguely when she would crack because she could see it coming. Bleeding for their enemy did no good and backfired. Still the Kingpin said nothing because her pride for Arvid showed in the way she smiled toward the kid. He was doing well. He was thriving. He was in his element. There was rewards for those who showed no mercy for the ones that bad decided to turn their backs on the Condemned. To show them kindness when they got non in return. A fool's game. "My, my, we are certainly busy." But she said nothing else because all she wanted to do was watch and see where this all went. Truthfully she wanted them to be feared. She demanded it. This time they would win and the others would grovel. They had no choice. Their time for peace had long since expired