❝ — 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗿𝘂𝗹𝗲𝘀 , 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲𝘀 . 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆’𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 . ❞ ‣ 𝗟𝗔𝗦 || 𝗹𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝗮. 𝘀𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗻 ‣ assassin ‣ welsh ‣ cold as ice ‣ witty

‘Was’…? - He thought to himself, his expression now shifting from a serious one, to a cold, hollow one. … Ratonhnhaké:ton chose not to ask. He tried not to care. Especially in front of another. “That, seems… reasonable. Never mix business with relationships. It is unwise.”

[🐺] Damn, these turned out nicely. Especially yours 𝕰𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓, lol. By using Portrait AI here I was just having some fun using images of our muses to see how they’d turn out - et voilà! I love these.

“… Hmph.” - grunted Ratonhnhaké:ton, as he crossed his arms firmly, barely answering that properly. It was as if he couldn’t find the words to respond to such a bold statement, coming from the misthios. “I shall not confirm or deny that.”

“Most, irrational men do not see reason, either by choice or arrogance. When reason fails… I find that a Tomahawk to their scalps is a much more effective method to get through their thick skulls. Literally.”

“Freedom shall always triumph over control. A joyous Independence Day to you all.”

— 𝘼𝙔𝙀 .

For what? He hasn’t done anything. The Wolf should be thanking the Misthios, instead.

“As misfortune would have it - kwe (yes).”

“You have? … And what have you extrapolated from our time together, then?” - Asked the native brute, inquisitively.

“Why… thank you. I may not dress to please anyone, yet, it pleases / me / to some degree that at least you can approve of my choice of attire.” The stoic Wolf came across as rather indifferent, but was grateful for her compliment… if a little, suspicious of it, like last time.

“Hm. No rest for the wicked, I suppose.”

“That day, I freed the Colonies from Washington’s power… and subsequently chose to destroy the Apple of Eden that was in his possession. But now, in retrospect - I realise that Washington’s defeat came at too great a cost… That cost, being - / myself /. And my people.”

Angry groaning. He hates it here.

Well, great minds do think alike, Kassandra.

“Not much has changed, I see.”