o, raid rally // beginning of the end

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    As proxycoat, she held the reasonable assumption that her rank allowed her to do this. Ginger fur alight with rage over her brother's capture, she stood in front of the castle as she called out, "The Blackheart Rogues have Whisp! In a short time, we will charge into their territory with the Sanguine Ruins to get him back. The Sanguine Ruins will have one or two members searching for him, while the rest of their forces and ours occupies the Blackheart Rogue's fighting force." She couldn't take credit for the battle tactics -- that was all Hypo, rather than herself. But she was willing to follow his plan, since it seemed reasonable.


    "The main goal is to get Whisp back and avoid any casualties or captures from us or the Sanguine Ruins -- hence the overwhelming force. Let's get him and bug out to avoid actual bloody war," she added with a flick of her tail.


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    Yuri trotted over. His ears were always perked for news of a fight. The Blackheart Rogues were a choice enemy. For taking a child of his they would pay. He wished for Whisp to be okay. He deeply hoped they wouldn’t mar his pure blood’s appearance with their stupid “BHR” brand. Whisp had better not have been harmed.


    He was pleased to know that the Sanguine Ruins had been coordinated into this event. He knew it would be a quick slam and snatch if the Sanguine Ruins were giving their support as well. The elder Muzikant nodded respectfully to the ginger furred girl. ”I am ready to go.” He had little to add for she had said it all. He waited with the other soldiers for the time to move.


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    that must hurt a lot

    frightfur seraphim muzikant / whitecoat of colour command & commander of the rift / genderfluid + female serval body / tags

    *:･ﾟ✦ Fright returned fruitless from his search along the pitfall trap and the rest of the territory. He hadn’t expected someone as skilled as Deathstroke to leave any mistakes behind but it had been worth the try. He arrived with a tired huff from his search to blink up to Zenith as after she gave the announcement. They’d be going into battle with the BHR, again. And they’d stolen another son of his, again. Why this always have to be an ugly déjà vu?


    Despite his tired look, a green fire lit up in hit eyes, Yeehaw! Let’s get Whisp back from those bastards! I'm all ready to go,” The Sanguine Ruins would be helping some after all, and he’d remember to thank them when Whisp was back in his arms…that is if they saved him but he wasn’t gonna let any room for doubt in his head during the raid.

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    Yuri stepped forward eagerly. It always seemed like it had been too long since he’d last fought or raided. He was going to try to keep his mind in the goal – to retrieve Whisp – but if he could deal extra damage to the scum in the Blackheart Rogues he would. Yuri sprung into the air, preferring to travel to the battlefield via flight. ”Frightfur, dear, you are my battle buddy for this quarrel, alright? We can make them hurt.” Yuri had to recognize Fright’s exceptional ability in battle. The serval had always been a fighter and he was choosing that as his partner. He preferred to fight together and have someone covering him.


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    stolen pleasures are sweeter

    frightfur seraphim muzikant / whitecoat of colour command & commander of the rift / genderfluid + female serval body / tags

    *:･ﾟ✦ And then it was time to go. The soldier of a serval stood and bared his teeth as if he were already practicing faces for the enemy, steeling himself to get his son back. Yuri called him out to be his ‘battle buddy’ and his blue brows perked in a kind of amusement that almost broke his snarl.


    ”If ya say so, love. I’ve got yer back. Let’s make them hurt!” Fright cheered back in a solid voice as he prepared to take off to the Rouges’s edgy territory. He could be there in a moment’s notice anytime due to his supersenses, telepathy, and teleportation combo.

    Did Risk have any earthly idea whole the hell Whisp was? Absolutely not. So far she only knew those who had greeted her during her arrival, of which Whisp was not one of them. But that didn't mean she could simply sit back with her feet up while a battle raged on elsewhere, especially one that she was actually able to participate in. Would it be too macabre to bet on casualties? Probably. Wouldn't take the fun out of the action though, she could count down statistics if things got slow.


    Padding up to the others, the black feline gave a nod of agreement to the general mood. "Glad to be part of the fight. I cant let any member of my new crew go unprotected."