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Posts by Warhound
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track; finally made this guy -
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finally made this asshole
look at his tags
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It had been years since he was part of a group, since he pledged his loyalty to a striped flag every morning. Maybe he missed knowing others had his back, knowing that he was apart of something that was worth being something. Maybe. Or maybe he just needed a place he could stumble into and hope to god they'd patch him up and ask no questions. Warhound himself wasn't sure which it was, but he had gotten this far near the moors, and he knew it would be agony to return to the city.His gait was irregular as the predator neared the territory, nostrils flaring and jaw clenching every time he was forced to shift his weight onto the injured paw. He was used to pain now, though, for his reckless lifestyle often caused his nights to consist of bleaching his clothes to rid the blood. But he was no fool; he knew without treatment, the fucking hole in his paw was highly prone to infection, and if he had an infection then it would be hell to do what he did.
His wrists were cut, and his hind right paw had a hole carved into it, luckily not deep enough to hit his paw pad, but deep enough to do some serious nerve and tissue damage. He had been tied down, and after refusing to break, his paw became familiar with the sensation of a drill whirring into it. Luckily, they had stopped after noting he did not respond with information, but rather with shouted threats and insults. He'd slit his wrists while cutting away the rope, but it was minor, and he just hoped they didn't look at him as if he was suicidal. Suicidal. Maybe he was in some way, but nothing that would consist of hanging or harming himself for the relief of it; he just tended to put him in a position where he gazed Death in the eyes, and always, Death blinked first.
"'M gonna need a medic." His baritone voice called, laced with a rugged southern accent. Finally, he allowed his body to rest, body sinking to the ground in a slumped sitting position, though his muscles were tense as always. Leaning his head to the side, he'd slow his breath to a relatively normal pace as he awaited a much-needed painkiller.
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anyone wanna plot w hound? he's in windclan, but still needs private threads! his tags have legit all his information i spent two days on it help me -
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His monotoned azure gaze rested upon the tiger who first approached. The male's ears perked as he listened to the advisor, noting his stuttering patiently. "Other than bleeding all over it?" He replied with a grunt of a scoff, lips pulling apart again to answer, but his attention shifted now to Blissfulchaos. He hummed humorlessly after her comment, the aching in his paw causing him to grow far more irritable than normal. "Right, I was plannin' to join," He nodded to the duo, shifting his weight to his front paws in attempt to ease the burning sensation in his bloodied one. "Name's Warhound, but e'ryone calls me Hound." He added.Once the medic arrived, his attention was yet again stolen, gaze focusing on the pregnant hare. Though he would like to avoid her question, he figured it would help she at least know the weapon used. "Powerdrill happened to me." He murmured, doing as she said and shifting himself so he now laid on his stomach to stick out his injured back paw for the medic to tend to. "Yes, ma'am." He replied to her inquiries, dipping his head in acceptance for her to do as she needed to do.
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so hound here just joined and i'm overflowing with muse for him! all his information is in his tags (i spent forever on them pls)closed to
- relationships
- litters
- being injured/injuring others (for now)
- adopting
- friends (but he's open to frenemies!)everything else, he's open to! i easily lose muse for interaction threads, though, so i'd prefer if there was a little plot! :^)
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warhound here is based off frank castle/the punisher from marvel. his tags are below and have everything in them, including his personality and many little facts about him.OPEN TO
- allies (doesn't make friends)
- frenemies
- rivals/enemies
- killing or maiming characters (have to be from the exiles, BoneClan, or BloodClan and not a kid)
- almost anything; just ask!CLOSED TO
- raping
- litters/adopting
- relationships
- being injuredi easily lose muse for interaction threads, do i'd prefer if there was a small plot, at least!
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throws hound into airim bored
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starfox : that sounds good. hound would likely not mean to influence red due to his knowledge that he himself is no hero, but eventually would likely appreciate red's company and maybe he could view red as a son-figure? if so, he'd grow to be fond of red due to his own son's death years ago.Day Star : aah, yes, he's actually getting his own netflix series- i'm so excited!
at first, hound would likely toss him out a cabin, totally, due to his morose nature, but i think if prae did continue to bother him, he'd eventually accept the fact that he's never going to give him a break, so they could eventually become frenemies? that would be cute!
hmm... because hound knows his own nature very well and he views himself as a man he does not want others to become due to his corrupted mental state and the fact he's traumatized, he'd probably try to help mael with his anger outbursts because he doesn't want him going down a bad path, since he does live to exterminate criminals, so he's always trying to keep people on a good path. he could totally visit hound to see how he's doing and that could kick off their thread. -
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Warhound decided it smart to take up a weekly task and at least occupy his time with something other than his former hobbies. He might as well pull his weight around here if he wanted to be part of a team again. The melanistic tiger approaching the slowly growing group, limping as to be careful to let his wrapped paw heal properly- for the most part. Seating himself near the outskirts of the gathered crowd, Hound gazed upwards to Jonathan with a slight dip of his head. "I'll take one." He spoke up. -
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im bored but have so much muse ?? -
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SOMEONE PLOT W THIS GUY HE NEEDS SOME -
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welcome to windclan, faux !! -
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heyo guys
sorry im like popping in and out cx -
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Hound, on the other hand, was an atheist, though he believed in some form of spirituality. He didn't care to question his religious or spiritual views much, though, as it all seemed rated unnecessary to the tiger. He had his job to do here on earth, one that certainty didn't correlate with some superior alien's plans. So it was laughable to think Warhound of a new follower of some god; he much preffered to trust in his own guns and hands to choose who died and who lived.The tiger moved to pad towards the small group, grey orbs scanning Alfie briefly. The male had yet to meet him, so the predator decided it was needed to seat himself amongst the others to await whatever everyone was gathered around for; he had yet to fully understand clan life.
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im currently binge watching oitnb and greys anatomy while also refreshing myself on daredevil for warhound -
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"Sorry," Warhound spoke up after Kate, gaze evenly directed to Alfie. "Maybe I should be more like your narcissistic ass, huh? Wear a pretty kittypet collar and yap like a little dog in order to seem real smart." The tiger's tone was flat and humorless, tail flickering with irritation. If there was one thing he hated, it was arrogance. He couldn't deal with people whose mouths were more active than their bodies. He'd rather be back out on the field, when it was your quick-thinking and ammo that counted. -
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yes daredevil is so good
also the punisher is getting his own netflix series can i die