lawson
Hellion Mafia
Underboss[M:-250][A:4]
I know you think I'm lying but that's a lie! (Created by Kas)
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Post by lawson on Aug 11, 2011 19:13:33 GMT -5
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[scrolly:h(230),w(410),sy] Through the diverse trees and foliage, a large, horned dark brown wolf moved stealthily despite his bulk. His orange eyes glowed, luminescent, in the pale, clouded moon, as it lit up for an instant the large scar over his right eye, and a slight wind ruffled his thick yet slightly ragged fur. His big paws thudded on the jungle ground, and birds flew overhead, scurrying away. Lawson's expression was cold and distant, but inside he was a flurry of activity and thoughts twirled around his head.
He'd just been accepted, and already the insane Yagi was planning on overtaking the old Mafia with the enforcer he'd met, this Scorch character. Lawson was interested in meeting the other wolves that were deemed important enough to be a part of the devious plot, and he wondered if he'd get along with any of them, if they were worthy. You've never needed anyone before... The voice in his head hissed slyly, and Lawson stopped to glare in annoyance, although no wolf accompanied his nightly walk. "Nobody asked you, and I didn't say I needed them, so be quiet, I'm trying to think." He growled quietly back.
The voice cackled for a moment, but respected his wishes and remained quiet, pushed to the far corner of his mind. Thoughts of being in power and killing empowered the dark character slinking along, and a grin spread across his would-be-handsome face, two saber teeth gleaming as his bobbed tail wagged ever so slowly. [/scrolly]
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