Posts by CODY W

"I saw their territory a little while ago. It's very bland, not much cover for any sneak attacks," the wolf would state as he approached, a slight hint of disinterest in his gaze. He knew the Solaris had wronged his group, his friends, it was a struggle to take them seriously however. With a leader who held more allegiances than anyone he'd met and a royalty system that made his stomach churn, their incessant attempts at getting under the Exiles skin seemed to be to support Ver's other homes as opposed to the desert dwellers themselves. Cody rolled his shoulders once he settled, a contemplative frown growing on his cream maw. He supposed regardless of his own opinions, the Solaris Kingdom couldn't get away with being shitty, there was no way in hell they saw indifference in the Exile's lack of retaliation. They'll think they've won, bastards. "Might fair better at night or something, I dunno,". He didn't want to plan, he wanted to dive in, but Ivory was a clear contrast of Cody's recklessness. "Or we host a contest to see who can throw a Solaris the farthest into their cactus forest," he amused himself, smirking for a second.

yeah so it's what the title says, sorry in advance

i've been struggling with health concerns and muse issues the past couple of weeks and whilst the motivation has returned with my other characters i feel mega anxious trying to post with this guy because i'm not posting with him for development anymore, i'm just sort of posting so he doesn't get demoted if you catch me drift?

i've kind of lost what's important with his character so i'm gonna disappear with him and come back at a later date, with university coming up as well i sadly don't think i'll have time for too many non-casual characters ^^

sorry if this is rambling but i gotta bid my friends here adieu. you'll probs see him around again in a couple of months C:

He felt like a proper dumbass. The Exiles saved me, they're better than the Shadow Veil! Everyone sucks! No one cares about guys like me! All the products of an angst fueled by loss and being thrust into the spotlight far too soon. Being an Exile Deputy bought about responsibilities the young wolf could not have prepared for, when it had grown harder and harder to avoid the anguished looks of prisoners and pleas for help he knew his time as a high position was up - then it had gotten worse. Age limits had been overturned, a clanwide celebration to mark the day they could torture children once more. It was something Cody had once voted against, and just like how his step down had not been mentioned in the subsequent meetings, his opinions had also been swept under the rug. The lupine didn't like that much, but he was done being the righteous one among criminals. His parents had once been scared that he'd end up like them? Fuck it, he'd cut one of many strings that attatched him to that lifestyle. Cody needed to prove he was better then lowlife: not for Geralt, Feliks or Deathstroke, but for himself.

Today was a day he was not keen on visiting the Thunderlands. The tenure was not far away from his temporary living quarters but he pictured the smug look on his father's face. Told you so! Should've listened. Already he grimaced at the potential interaction, being happy to see family didn't mean he'd forget how quickly Feliks had lumped him in with the rest of his clanmates. Cody placed a metal paw on the scent-line, nose wrinkling as the familiar stench wafted into it. Just tell him and go, no need to make things awkward. Doubt he loves you much anymore anyways. "Hey uh, Thunderdudes! Just wanna chat a bit if that's alright, need to get some shitty message off my mind,". He didn't explicitly state he was looking for anyone, but if Thunderlanders from the last time he visited were around they'd no doubt be aware of who he was interested in.

It was hard to imagine now that he'd been but a few bad experiences away from disowning his family name. A loyalty once so strong disrupted by squabbles and a shitty clan, he couldn't stop insulting himself for being so naive. Shit happened, but with enough guilt from past events already strapped to his shoulders Cody hadn't realised how impactful another one would be. What was it called, ]the straw that broke the camel's back? If he could show appreciation to the Exiles, he'd definitely thank them for teaching him a few things about reading and writing. Time passed quickly and soon the lupine stopped thinking about himself, for a figure pushing through the jungle totally distracted him. His honey-coloured eyes widened, his wagging tail sluggish from disbelief. All that talk about them not being able to be together. Shit, what happened? He couldn't ask, his mind buzzed with excitement and any words he tried to utter refused to come out. Shit. This is so cool! Shit. What do I say? Ah he's running towards me, he's happy! That meant Cody hadn't disappointed his parents (or at least one of them)... that meant he had a chance to make things right.

His flinch was obvious as he was certain Deathstroke would charge him, when no such collision occurred his sigh of relief was loud and proud. "I would've done the same, it's cool," he beamed, grin stretched from ear to ear. There was bound to be an elephant or two in the room to talk about, but for now he'd enjoy the laidback reunion, glad not having to think about any moral dilemmas for a moment. Cody looked himself up and down, chest puffed out proudly at the end of it. "I have, haven't I?". Just a couple more months and he'd be fully grown, and he'd become quite the tall lad already. "I... wow, I didn't think I'd see you here mom. It's uh... yeah, damn, it's good to see you again,". Maybe that meant there was a chance for Cody, too - a chance that an ex-exiler could find sanctuary in one of the many groups around. Admittedly he wasn't too fond of the idea, not after witnessing the way 'the good guys' treated their enemies, for now at least it seemed the only things worth being loyal to were his family and himself. That reminds me, I need to find Break soon.

Seconds passed and the lupine seemed to shrink somewhat, ears flattening. "I... I wanna just say sorry for joining the Exiles. I was a dumbass, I thought I meant something to them but I don't. I bailed when they started letting their warriors kill kids again. I... I didn't do anything shady whilst I was there but uh, I enabled it and I just... shit. You're still my mom, right?". He... he just needed to make sure before he tried embracing them.

"Hey if anyone wanted to have a pop at you they'll get their asses kicked by me first. Don't worry about it," he beamed proudly, trying to hide the worry of such a thing occurring. He'd lost quite a bit already and he thought he'd lost Deathstroke thrice now, he didn't want that nightmare to come true once he'd cried wolf too many times. Was now the time for that negative stuff though? He had a small window to speak to his family, he couldn't let that go to waste whilst acting as moody as his elders. Cody may have been as hot-blooded as them, may have lost his temper as quickly as them, but hell if he had to spend that much time thinking he'd go crazy. Yet think was all he could really do as he watched for a reaction to his apology, half-expecting it to go over poorly. A tickling tongue rasping over his ear was enough confirmation for the opposite, and though he jerked away from the contact out of habit he eventually nudged his head closer again. That same cranium tilted somewhat as Deathstroke discussed his prior exiles, tilting his head upwards to stare confusedly at them.

He opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't properly think of a way to express his confusion. Do I even want to know? The answer was probably no. Knowing what his parents had once done, knowing they had once been no better then the Exiles, it put him off getting the details. Cody still chuckled regardless after a brief pause. Regardless of everything, it was nice to know he was cared for by at least someone. Loner life was, well, lonely, at least he'd have a home here. I think. The time would come when he'd have to face Feliks as well, and though prepared he wasn't sure the scarred lupine would be as forgiving. "It wasn't that dangerous," he downplayed the amount of raids he'd participated in impudently. "But uh... same. Didn't realise how much I missed having family around, the Exiles would've had me turn on you guys if I stayed there any longer, and I probably would've listened". 'Teenage angst' was probably the sole reason, and though only a couple months off of being fully grown he still had some of it. Perhaps it would go away with a more normal life now, away from kid killers and psychopaths.

After a moment he looked away, grumbling things about guilt to himself. He'd taken accountability for so much in his life already, but this time it was more genuine then ever. "Dad let you join here then? What's it like, being in a group like this? I... I never got the chance to join a neutral group,". Not that he was particularly tempted, but curiosity still prompted the smiling wolf to ask the question.

Hey ya'll! I'm bringing back my character Cody here as a somewhat casual character and figured it was high time to get him a plotting thread up! As with most of my charries his information is available in his tags but as a basic rundown:

- he's a loner who used to be a deputy of the exiles

- he's got a chaotic good moral system

- he's quite hotheaded and snarky but generally tends to be kinda nice to strangers lmao

- isn't really eloquent. between having a strange gait due to his prosthetic limb and not being well-educated he tends to swear a lot

- thinks with his heart instead of his head

- incredibly protective over his family. even if he won't always defend their actions he holds plenty of loyalty to anyone he gets close to.

He's Open To:

- Friends / Enemies / Rivals

- Romantic Relationships

- Being convinced to join a clan (might be successful or unsuccessful depending on how they go about it)

- Fights / Spars (open to anyone, this guy can be hot-tempered)

- Capture (preferably only once and preferably not by the Exile's hand is that's ok!)

- Interaction Threads

- AUs

- Being taught various things (mainly academic)

- Doing mercenary-esque work

He's Closed To:

- Flings/Litters (he has bare minimum knowledge of anything perverse and wouldn't have children with anyone unless he loved them oof)

- Serious Injuries

- Death

Anything else he'll probably be open to as well so feel free to ask ^^

He knew his history with the Sanguine Ruins wasn't pretty. Even if he'd never hurt them outside of raids, the stigma of once being apart of the Exiles wasn't something that would go away easily. Cody didn't care much about it, if he was being honest he didn't want to be 'forgiven' (for he didn't forgive the other clan's flaws either), what he did care about however was learning a little more about his new neighbours. How far he could extend past his land without consequence, whether or not they'd treat him differently now that he'd disowned any and all ties to his old place, if they'd try and convince him to join. It'd been an impulsive decision made a couple of days ago, and after the success of visiting the Thunderlands he figured he'd give this one a crack too. So across the borders he went, face scrunching up somewhat as his hind paw bumped against a rotting carcass. The smell of death masqueraded the corpse's home, but he figured he knew where they came from. A shame, it was once an animal he might have ruled over had the timing been different, yet there was no regret to be had.

Leadership sucked by the looks of things, especially when he was supposed to act all ruthless and bloodthirsty. Fighting was in his nature, but needless torture never had been, it was but another reason why he felt scornful the longer he stayed in the desert. In the distance he could see tall and proud pyramids and he paused to admire them. Sharing his father's wanderlust, Cody was absorbed by the sight. Shit, I really missed them when I was kicking their asses. He blinked a couple of times before he started to walk parallel to the landmark, figuring that intruding on their camp wouldn't be as fun as his friends had made it out to be. Besides, there was a river to cross, and as he trotted along the bank he noticed the scarlet colouring of it. Yet another thing I missed. Damn it! How much did I miss charging into battle? After a short while patrolling the edges of it he stopped to lie down, brown eyes looming down at the viscous fluid. "This what these guys drink from? No wonder they're so damn stingy," he huffed to himself, smirking somewhat at his own analysis.

He had plenty of reasons to leave the Exiles, killing kids may have been the final straw but the way they treated his brother's assault had left him more skeptical as well. Being promised a no-nonsense home away from the politics of the other clans sounded great, especially when at the start he'd been treated like one of them, but then Break got injured and everything went downhill. When he stepped down he hadn't even been a footnote, like he meant nothing, it hurt being treated like you weren't important when you'd spent months defending the home from criticism. Whatever, Cody had moved on being sour about the situation, now all he needed to do was make amends with those he'd lost contact with. At first it had been his parents, his mother had been loving and understand whilst his father had been begrudgingly willing to accept that he hadn't been 'corrupted', which the wolf could easily mark as a success given how distant he'd grown from them. With that over and done with there was one more family member he needed to try and make amends with, one that had not been seen in quite some time. As it turns out, they lead the Cartel.

Information had been easy to come across, but the journey wasn't as easy. He had needed to go off the beaten path to prevent trespassing in the Chief Canyon or Silent Marsh (where he'd heard an ally of the Exiles lingered) and then wrap back around to arrive at the Peninsula. Three of his paws burned from exhaustion and the other was dirty to the point it did not shine as bright as it normally did. Through gritted teeth he worked through the pain however, knowing the reward to be far greater then he could ever imagine. Even subconsciously he began to wag his tail, though by the time he detected scent markers the happy gesture ceased. Cody had made it to the borders, he sighed with relief as he finally gave himself the chance to plop back on his haunches. His throat had grown dry and his stomach rumbled from time to time, but he ignored those discomforts. There was time for eating and drinking and sleeping later, he needed to try and catch Breakout whilst the sun was still high in the air. The former Deputy lurched his head back as he howled. "Hey Cartel! Wanna chat with ya'll,".

You shouldn't be here. How many times had he heard that line before? He understood the frustration of dealing with trespassers, he'd been fairly irritated talking to them, but that was when he'd been practically brainwashed into believing his clan was the best thing since sliced bread. Now his mindset on the matter was laxer, especially since he was the one doing the intruding, and the confident look he gave Rentarou as he turned around showed just as much. He briefly watched for signs of danger, quite quickly it became apparent that the canine was more stultified then anything else. "Tch,". Being bored was certainly more ideal then being angry, but Cody still couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed by what he perceived to be apathy. "Yeah drinking blood ain't my thing. I won't take your water, but thanks for the offer I guess," he rolled his shoulders as he stood straight. He had plenty of water sources just several miles away from this land, and he didn't particularly feel like getting closer then he needed to in order to explore. After a few more seconds of staring he nodded his head in gratitude, ears shooting straight upwards the moment he heard a snarl pierced them.

He whipped his head around, taking a couple of steps back from the Nile's edge as his own lips curled upwards. It was habit at this point, he hadn't grown used to making peace with everyone, especially when they dared call him an Exiler. "Fuck off! I burned that bridge," he defended himself, tail raised assertively. Cody expected as much, but he still wasn't keen to here it. He wouldn't kill kids, he wouldn't murder pregnant women for fun, that was what his parents had meant by being a criminal and he wouldn't stoop that low. The clan he'd joined, they were rebels angry at the world, but not anymore, they'd evolved to be no worse then those they were fighting against. His own eyes narrowed, he begrudgingly shuffled back more, the hot-tempered lupine keeping his attention on Morbidcuriosity. "Cody Wilson. I'm here because I want to explore. I live close to here and wanted to see what my neighbours' lands were like. Happy?". For a moment he shifted his glare to one of the female's more serene looking heads, but it was a confused glance that didn't last long at all.

The final Ruiner was even more aggressive, and with his adrenaline levels shooting through the roof Cody felt light-headed. He kept his hardened resolve even still, nostrils flared at the display. He knew if he ever was gonna join a place like the Ruins he wouldn't be trusted, but he dammed if he'd be forced into being a punching bag just to prove his 'loyalty' or crap like that. The challenge caused him to puff his chest out, taking a daring step closer. With Morbid she had given him a chance, one that he'd taken, but his own aggression blinded him to common sense. "Oh yeah you son of a bitch? I'd like to see you try," he growled, thoughts of his family grounding him somewhat. I'm not here to be a criminal. I'm here to travel. I have to ignore them... but how? Cody lacked the maturity and experience of his other impatient family members, but he still tried to reason after a while of making warning sounds. "Look, I'll just leave if you show me the way out. It ain't worth the injuries," he turned, offering his suggestion to those who were less volatile.

As he watched the first Cartellian approach him, Cody realised quite how surreal the situation was. He was here, only some miles away from his old home visiting someone who meant the world to home - and they were the first to appear before him. Almost instantly a smile grew on the lupine's face, toothy and cheeky, a signature look of his. His tail thumped against the ground, and though he wished to bound across the border and circle his older half-sibling like an excited puppy, Cody somehow managed to keep composed and respectful. It couldn't be helped, for all he knew Break was the last brother he had, half or not he couldn't lose that bond. His resolve in the matter only strengthened when he thought about how many connections with his family he could've lost should he have stayed in the Exiles. They'd offered him the world when in reality they'd cared for him about as much as the Shadow Veil did. All that time he'd spouted vitriol when an equally cruel enemy had been right under his nose. Begrudging as Breakout may have been to accept him at first, Cody couldn't help but feel protective of him.

Even if he'd had disagreements with his family. Even if he'd been scorned by his father for his choice of clan, they'd always loved him. He'd be a dumbass if he threw that away because of what some group told him was right or wrong. It was why when Breakout started talking, his grin couldn't help but stretch further across his face. When the realisation hit the hellhound, Cody performed a mock bow. "In the flesh," he chuckled at the end of his gesture, raising his head once more. "I kinda lied about wanting to see the Cartel as a whole, I was just kinda looking for you but hell I guess I wouldn't mind meeting some of your friends. Just wanted to check up to see how you were doing,". Stereotypes he'd heard about the Cartel weren't always pretty. He'd heard that they dabbled in drugs, prostitutes (whatever the hell they were) and weapons, but honestly he'd seen enough to not get too bothered by those sorts of things as long as they stayed away from him. Inviting anyone who participated in them to talk to him wasn't exactly smart therefore, but if Breakout lead them how bad could they be?

"I missed having you around dude, how are things around here? I heard from the grapevine you're kind of a big deal around here,".

Things had grown quieter since the wolf's outburst, and it wasn't until he really thought about it did he realise that that was probably for the best. He didn't want one of them bastards trying to capture him or worse, being enslaved by one of his old homes had been bad enough, another one would just be overkill. As the time passed the only sound that came from Cody was his exasperated breathing, still clearly fuming he'd been threatened but not wanting to go back on his promise of leaving. Just months ago it seemed that everyone had been friendly to strangers, even the Exiles to a degree, the change in attitudes baffled him but he didn't want to seek an answer. He could only imagine what his closest relatives would say. 'Leaders are becoming more and more corrupt'. Yeah, thanks dad, that doesn't explain why everyone else became a douchebag. Realising he was getting off topic, Cody became grateful as Rentarou took him up on his offer, facing the smaller canine with relief flooding his expression. "Hell at least someone doesn't want me dead. Thanks man," he murmured, shooting one final glare at Morbid and Elian before forgetting about them entirely.

It's not a fight I can win. He reminded himself constantly and Cody was glad he was listening to himself. "I need the southern borders, towards the Waterway,". Having just come from the Thunderlands, there was a slight difference in location and he wasn't comfortable enough with making his own way out. Directions hadn't always been the ex-Deputy's strongsuit after all, it'd taken him months to find any sort of civilisation when first coming to Agrelos even despite the clans occupying large areas of it. He blinked a couple of times before tilting his head, trying his best to hide how agitated his tone had become. "You gotta name?". Fuck it, the small talk was guaranteed to be awkward following the interactions he had with the other Ruiners but in the heat of the moment it seemed like the best thing to do. Best be distracted with that instead of anti-social thoughts.

:eyes:

i had cody visit the ruins recently to check out the surrounding territories but he kinda got put on edge so maybe overlord could show up say something that causes him to snap back and try and fight a dragon??

like that could lead to him getting captured for a bit because he doesn't have the means to deal with larger opponents and asdfghjkl i just want some angst.

thanks xDD

More Ruiners came now, and almost uncomfortably the wolf shuffled on his paws. He didn't mind a crowd, he really didn't, but there reached a point where he couldn't keep an eye out on all of them at once and it was beginning to reach that number. At least the other one appeared to be but another disinterested soul, at this point he'd take that over anything else. "Yeah well I'm sorry, perhaps the borders have some vegetables spare for you," he remarked quietly, figuring he wasn't in a position to accept or reject more company. He would've said no, that he was regretting expecting any sort of understanding from a bunch of Ruiners, but the subsection that treated him with patience was a reminder that he was generalising a little too much. Cody's ears flattened with more scornful words spoken in the background, trying his damnedest not to get roused by them. There's nothing wrong with being soft. He wanted to argue, but found his mouth dry when he went to utter the words. Damn it. The loner kept his gaze away from the aggressor and back onto Rentarou, nodding in greetings as he was given the being's name.

It wasn't a bad name, and his peaceful measures were surprisingly appreciated. Deep down a fight wasn't what he wanted, not when he was outnumbered and outclassed. An oafish voice interrupted his thoughts and what he was about to say to Ren, and almost instantly a prickle of irritation ran down his spine. He turned, vehement glare locking onto the dragon's form, then it's face. His neck felt strained from looking up for too long but the discomfort didn't seem to bother him as much as the beast's words. A scowl appeared on his maw, ears so far flat they could've retracted into his skull. "The fuck you say to me?" he asked with gritted teeth, taking several quick steps towards the reptile. Lesser creature. No, damn it! He'd grown stronger since Geralt's death, he wasn't some inferior being who needed to be watched over anymore, he wasn't gonna take that crap from some bigshot."Shove your ideas up your ass," Cody spat, only a few more ill-intended comments away from full on hitting this douchebag. He... he wasn't lesser! He'd made himself better, he'd learned how to fight so he could protect those he cared for, he wasn't gonna have anyone suggest he was worthless!

The more the dragon loomed over him, the more confident and angry the male's expression became. He'd been scared several times in his life and he'd gotten no special reward for it other than regret. More words caused the male's ears to twitch and he bared his teeth in disapproval at the mockery. Who did this bastard think he was? How many assholes did I have to deal with on the road? Cody didn't have enough toes to count the amount of times others had tried to bully him for his stature (back as an apprentice, nowadays he was quite tall) or his disability, he shouldn't have been so affected by one more but it truly did hurt hearing such things. Pathetic. He was pathetic when he hadn't been able to do anything to stop his leader going his missing or his loved ones getting hurt. He was pathetic when he got captured by the Shadow Veil and felt vulnerable. The wolf didn't want to hear it from anyone other than himself and when Overlord stopped speaking the Ex-Deputy snapped. "You piece of shit!" he snarled as he leaped upwards, aiming to grip onto the dragon's snout and bite down on the bridge of it's nose.

In the Exiles he had been the closest thing to 'normal'. A voice of reason among more irrational beings, someone who opted for the most neutral options, but in the outside world it was more difficult to be that way. Everyone had vendettas against him for one reason or another and he hadn't gotten used to it, it was like stepping outside the den for the first time all over again. A weight bludgeoned across his back caused him to lose his grip, Cody pushed himself off of the bigger creature so he could land on his feet. His breaths became momentarily sharper as he was winded by the attack, but the time he was taunted again he'd returned to growling. Damn it! He wasn't being taken seriously at all. How could he prove himself as a threat to something like a dragon? Exasperated, his honey coloured eyes loomed over the being's body, looking for something, anything to exploit. Wings and... tail. The ex-Exiler had forgotten about everybody else until Elian piqued up again, and though they had been one of the catalysts for his foul temper he seemed much calmer talking to them now then he had done mere minutes ago.

A threat of death was far less meaningful then insulting his strength. He whipped his head back towards the pale lupine. "What? Scared your gonna lose your dragon friend? Stay out of this, I gotta score to settle now!". Borders and clans didn't matter, not now, he'd lost his ability to comprehend that common sense the moment his pride got wounded. This what the Exiles did when they had differences, they punched it out of one another, he figured a place like this would be the same. Why wouldn't it be? They were no better then his old home. Cody charged the dragon once more, trying to use his smaller stature to slip between their forelegs and deliver a bite to Overlord's belly.

/ heh

He'd fucked up. He wasn't sure when he'd first noticed in, perhaps when some foreign being infiltrated his mind to help the dragon. Bastards... can't even... fight.... fair... The wolf let out a pained noise as he failed to free himself of the mental trap, discomfort only made worse as Overlord took advantage of his paralysed state. Cody couldn't breathe, extending his metallic paw towards Ren. They turned away. Betrayal caused him to duck his head, eyes squeezed shut from the agony. You can't be friends with these animals, why'd you think you had a chance when you bit one of them? Stupid! Stupid! The manipulation was still apparent in his mind but the weight was lifted, more and more he realised that he was treated like a game more and more. You're not strong enough yet. Slowly he began to move his paws, shaky at first, even shakier as he began to stand. He spotted a crow as he looked up to the sky, the bird seemed to circle and circle and never let up. Cody thought he recognised it, but he didn't have anymore time to focus on the avian, it was clear he was alone and no grizzled old carrion-eater could help him. "Fuck you. Fuck you all," Cody snarled, voice cracking from anger. He'd stopped being on the offensive for now, mainly due to the lingering emotions in his head.

It was getting worse. With gritted teeth he was forced to lower himself towards the ground again, cursing his weakened mental defenses. His one power couldn't get him out of this one, but even knowing he'd lost the male couldn't help but grow hot ears at the haughtiness displayed. Being shamed like this was never nice, the last time he'd been defeated he could say it was because he'd wanted to stop Katya from getting hurt - now there was no excuse. At the same time his ears popped, a pain seared across his flank and he arched his back from it, making a hissing noise between his gritted teeth. Whatever kept him pinned had gone, but now he was on wobbly paws with a burning pain on his side. Blood was splattered across Cody's body, but if anyone was to look together they'd notice that the wound had already clotted itself mere moments after it was opened. Just because he was subconsciously healing himself up on the fly however didn't mean it was any less painful however, and as he smelled a rancid breath close to his nose he looked away and towards the ground. Run! You need to get out of here.

But he couldn't, though mentally he felt free physically his body hadn't gotten used to being in control of itself again. He kept his head low, but his gaze had become positively murderous as he stared into the abyss. "You were dead if you didn't get help. Remember that," he murmured after the whisper, voice seeded with disbelief at his own statement. Perhaps if he'd spent more time honing his magic instead of his physical skills it would be true, but never in his life did he think he would've had to face a giant reptile - it just didn't seem like something that happened.

His head instantly jerked back as a pressure was put onto his tail, eyes watering from the suddenness of pain on one of the more sensitive areas of his body. Turning to protest, Cody kept himself still as to avoid losing the appendage, heart racing from the hopelessness of the situation. I'll find a way to get out! I did it with Shadow Veil... he froze. It had been the Exiles that had helped him out that bind, now he had no one but himself. No one in hell his parents would know what happened either, would they even risk war because he got cocky? Being whisked up mid-existential crisis surprised Cody, and the wolf let out a low growl of surprise. Pet? Keep me? The fuck? I'm not some bird or snake you nurture then forget about! "You're making a mistake," he pleaded, trying to squirm around as best he could in the grasp. "I promise you that,". If he failed... there were others who'd try and fight the battles even if he didn't want them to. There had to be, for so long now he'd had friends he forgot what to do without them. In a last ditch effort to be free he aimed to bite down on Overlord's finger digits.

/ separate thread maybe? owo

/ would you be able to, sorry?

at a meeting and idk how long it's gonna last oof

Cody was stunned. A fabulous post, but alas a rushed one.