Posts by Wilson Fisk

At this new information, Wilson inclined his head. "[color=black]I would be inclined to believe you. Twice now Ululare has come through here, making bold claims and jabs." He paused and was about to say something else when the lion added that there were others approaching. Was today an open house or something?

He turned his whole body to face the new strangers and grunted. They seemed harmless enough, and if they really were from Boneclan as their scent suggested, they'd been through more than their share of trouble. He was about to speak when Jinx interrupted, and he gave her a sidelong look. The wolf seemed intelligent enough, but she seemed to state the obvious quite a bit. Perhaps it was something that provided her comfort, but he wasn't going to judge her for it.

"[color=black]Darkclan's not as large as it used to be, so there are many empty homes for all of you if you'd like to stay and rest. We might not've been the best of allies, but what is ours is yours, for as long as you need.

He first turned back to the lion and grunted. While the guy obviously didn't understand manners, he wasn't going to fault him, for the time being. Bigger fish to fry and all that jazz. At his last request, however, Wilson blinked. "[color=grey]Why?" What was he needed for? The vagueness that surrounded the lion's response was quite irritating, so he took a moment to take a breath before he turned from Spero to Barghest. "[color=grey]Of course, anything you need. Serafin can show you where to get those things, but as for a healer, we don't really have anyone dedicated to that, so you're a little out of luck. Perhaps this fine she-wolf might know a thing or two, however,

Wilson's first thought was anger. He'd given this lion a home, albeit temporary, but this was first and foremost Wilson's home and Wilson's clan. How dare a guest come in and superimpose himself like this?

And yet he thought back to Ululare's last meeting here, and his anger disappated. He wasn't cowed by the dragon, but he wasn't stupid enough to underestimate him either. As much as it annoyed him to admit it, he needed Spero's help. So the maine coon would swallow his pride as he padded over and sat down beside Barghest as the others approached.

His head swiveled to Summerconstellation, a mouthful of a name. "My predecessors have named Darkclan anti, yes, but my family has been here since its proclan days, and I hark back to that. As it stands, Darkclan is more neutral than anti." His own anger issues wouldn't bode well for proclan, otherwise he would've made the switch.

Unknowncrimes' response made his nostrils flare, knowing full well that Darkclan hadn't been out there that much. "Moonclan is just as foreign a name to me. I would not speak unkindly of your clans on your land, and I only ask that you do the same, no matter how much truth they hold. Have you considered that it is perhaps because of our anonymity that makes this a better neutral ground than most? Our allies and enemies are fewer than most."

He gave a simple nod as Mob, Wavewing, and Harrierpaw introduced themselves. Vader, he gave a narrowed gaze to as he did not offer up a name, and Legendstar and Cloverslam also got a nod.

"[color=grey]Wilson, Commander of Darkclan," was all the introduction the group would get.

His head turned back to Spero and grunted. While some might categorize Wilson as a fighter, the tom disliked fighting. "[color=grey]If we are gathering messengers and spies, we'll need someone to filter through all of the information, and a center for intelligence. As a bonus, I will donate Darkclan's resources if you'd like, however, our camp is incredibly dusty and will need some tuning up before most of it is habitable again,