Ravensblood Forest shark bait

he chortles a grim laugh at nox's comment. tough shit. aye! it fuckin' was. and he didn't like the attitude wreaking off of this one, but luckily for him, amusement came at a lower price. and painted all across his face, as eyes follow the movements of the man.

then he stops, looking up at crowell past his smug nose, and crowell twitches a brow upwards. well, yeah. crowell didn't much like the idea of being bossed around by this lump of shit in front of him, but that's what playing the long game was all about.

killing him and taking his crew wouldn't work. mutts had more progressed ideas 'bout loyalty and what not these days. if he did that, they were like to kill him in turn. put @Meredith in charge or some shit like that! instead of firing off at the mouth, he fixes his own snout to look down at the captain, eyes burning cruelly.

been through more scraps than yer lot’ve had meals. ain’t lookin’ t’ stay under anyone’s paw. he blusters. y’know i’m the fiercest man ye got, speech slurred as he steps closer, knocking his nose boldly into nox's. an’ i dare say yer wastin’ me.