TRUTH MAKER | JOINING

[WOLF BITE]

[align=center][div style="background: transparent;color: black; width:500px; text-align:justify; padding:1px; font-size: 9pt; line-height:1.3;"]/ it's alright, esk!! the guards and what not will be set up later on! so don't worry <3

After the recent aftermath of a heated fight between the Badlands, he was even more stressed than before. It was a miracle that he hadn't simply dropped dead from the pressure weighing down on him. Nursing a bullet wound that sent pain shooting down his arm every time he so much as breathed, he could take the pain, but this wasn't the same. A punch to the face or anywhere else was fine, even being knifed was manageable for him, but being shot was a completely different story. His body felt like it had been on fire; pins and needles lit by a flame before stabbing him repeatedly down his arm, numbing the extremities on his hand. It was constant. Hell, why was he even out of bed, right now? A leader couldn't just be put on bed rest- he had a group to guide and take over. He had no subordinate to handle the settlement without him, so he was the only choice left, unfortunately. Grunting softly, his uninjured shoulder raised as his hand reached across to his other, bandaged shoulder to clutch it gently, inhaling softly before he moved forward at the sound of a voice.

On edge, his hand dropped down to his side to hover over the handle of his knife in his back pocket, approaching Bones cautiously. "Give me your name and affiliation, now." Wolfbite spoke curtly, his voice strained with the pain causing his teeth to clench and his muscles to spasm momentarily. He managed to straighten himself up, squaring his shoulders as best as he could as he gazed down at the stranger.