THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY | O, THE SANCTUARY

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    ❝ I'M OUTTA HERE ❞ damn it all to hell! as soon as frisk uncovered jelloshots disappearance, they found their paws tearing them free of the sanctuary's territory and now their feet push soundly onto the sanctum's border. "heyo, chloris!" the child calls out as they draw to a stop, gold hues lit up with some form of resentment, "the exiles took jelloshots! we're planning to raid their asses and we're wondering if you want to tag along since, well, she's a member of your group too."

    Chlorisroses   Araceli

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    ♥ ― "Yes, we'll definitely come," she said, somewhat surprised. She'd always thought she was pretty involved with the Clan, knew just about everything that happened. But Jelloshots' capture... how had she missed that? "We don't have many members, but you'll have our support. Jelloshots won't be there for long, if I have anything to say about it," she added on, grimly.

    VALENTINE.

    the sanctum / silverblood / male [♂]


    Valentine hadn't actually heard about Jelloshots' disappearance. The femme wasn't exactly his closest friend. She was more of a name he knew. Coming from him, it wasn't exactly unheard of but from an outsider, quite sad. For a small Clan, everyone should know everyone. The small hellhound stood boldly at the ending of the mansion's grounds. He remained behind the protective gate, his tail twitching wildly behind him. "Do we even stand a chance against The Exiles?" Valentine inquired, turning his warm, brown eyes onto Araceli. As Lunar Crown, the hellhound felt she had the answer for everything. The last he had heard of The Exiles in his travels (well before returning to The Sanctum) was they were a Clan of rogues who didn't live by any rules and were the meanest dogs in the lands. How much of that remained truth now was a mystery to him.


    "speech" = #3A5894


    DANSE


    Although he didn't really know Jelloshots her capture was a tad surprising. Why her? Well The Exiles didn't really have set motives half the time so he pushed that thought away. "The Exiles are a bunch of twats. Nothing we can't handle, especially with the added help of The Sanctuary. If you're really worried about it we could always ask other allies for extra aid. I'm sure there's a lot of our friends who are itching for an excuse to be these idiots in their place." Danse broke in as he came walking over to the others, dark eyes glinting with something that was close between excitement and intrigue. It had been a bit since he had lost fought in an actual battle but he was far from rusty, at least in his opinion.

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    "Yes. We may be little in number, but they have to deal with our determination." Said the Lunar Crown, taking a deep breath, coming alongside to the left of Ara, offering the smaller leader a graceful nodding before turning back to Frisk. "We'll help. I have fire manipulation too, so that may be an asset."

    ❝ NOT YOUR BABY ❞ as the kitten looks on, another child makes her presence known and frisk glances toward her, xanthous hues alight at her words. lunar crown must be another phrase for leader. neat-o. "of course we will." they hum easily, merely flicking an ear at the end of her slew of words. the exiles have trifled with the wrong people and they'll make certain they know it. they aren't as big or bad as they think they are, and frisk honestly thinks they're just reaching for straws now. they nod at araceli, please she is so willing to deploy her soldiers and as their mouth pops open another speaks, bringing forth doubt. they find a flash of surprise surfacing beneath their pelt, and their head tips toward him. the exiles are no threat, and if he isn't looking for a fight then there are other ways to go about this. for instance, a stealth raid in which they merely sneak in and sneak back out. jaws pry open to word this but danse is already speaking, and so they merely affirm his words with a smile, "the exiles aren't that big of a deal, trust me." just a bunch of shit starters, really. they cast a grin at chloris as she approaches, bobbing their head, "I'm certain that'll be useful, thank you both. should we set up a rendezvous point?"

    /per jelloshots rper's request, i'll make / link the raid thread when the torture thread is made (:

    ★ ★ ★ The giant moth would glide over and offer a slight scree in hello.


    //you can go raid now. The torture thread has begun so they can get her shortly lol


    "Speech."

    IT'S NOT UNUSUAL TO SEE ME CRY