@ Striker
*cocks gun* "Go to Bed. This is no longer a request, This is now a Threat. "
(idk I'm imaging they are caught somewhere together, trying to survive?)
Striker's eyes widen in alarm at the cocking gun, but he relaxes at hearing Blitz's voice letting out a sigh as he laid down with a tired breath "Please, like you don't stay up overly late ya deviant, it'd be easier sleeping in a bed, which would be the case if it wasn't for you..."Striker said bitterly, taking his hat off and putting it on his chest, just looking up at the cave cileling illuminated by the fire they started, wasn't the best view but it was what they had as the rain poured outside.
They were currently holed up in a cave in the middle of a wrathian jungle, of course filled with ferocious wild life, he would usually never come here but he and Blitz fell in here, due to an ill advised tackle Blitz did when they were sparring on a cliff, luckily they survived due to all the vines, but Striker certainly wasn't in a great mood, stranded for the night in this dangerous place with just their pistols, daggers, and own claws and teeth to defend themselves, next time he was just sparring with Blitz in a basic ass gym or decently sized room something...












