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Re: ROMAN ROYALS — INTERROGATION - - DELTA - - 10-14-2018
DELTA
female ✦ the typhoon ✦ raptor squad
Delta was quick to follow behind Owen, looking irritated by the fact Masie was still here, and breathing, for that matter, purring aggressively, until dark yellow optics caught sight of the young raptor breaking off, and if Delta had feathers or fur, she would've been bristling, and a loud quacking sound could be heard, as her lips curled back to reveal rows of sharp teeth. 'Back. Now.' It was an order, and if Masie did not comply, Delta would be quick to put her in her place, sharp pointed claws stretching out in an attempt to pull the younger raptor back with a snarl.
Delta would not tolerate disobedience, and since it was made clear she could not kill Masie, she would resort to ensuring that Masie would never dare to question her authority by the time she was finished, and establish dominance. Just as Blue had done with her and her sisters, and Delta had done with Charlie and Echo. Without a clear chain of command, the pack would fall apart. She had learned that, and Masie would have to learn the same way she could not do whatever she pleased.
Delta would not tolerate disobedience, and since it was made clear she could not kill Masie, she would resort to ensuring that Masie would never dare to question her authority by the time she was finished, and establish dominance. Just as Blue had done with her and her sisters, and Delta had done with Charlie and Echo. Without a clear chain of command, the pack would fall apart. She had learned that, and Masie would have to learn the same way she could not do whatever she pleased.
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Re: ROMAN ROYALS — INTERROGATION - MARCELLUS - 10-14-2018
The Pitt was simply the plague to Marcellus and though it bothered him to watch someone be tortured right before his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a small sense of satisfaction through his body as he pulled up towards the scene. The sounds of protest were not invisible to him, his head slightly turning to Goldenluxury with a mix of shock and confusion. Shouldn't she want this? Shouldn't she want to watch a member of the Pitt pay for not only capturing her, but also capturing Junji as well. For once he could feel a conflicted sense of morals, his claws digging into the ground beneath his paws as he clenched his jaws, narrowing his eyes back up towards the scene. Goldenluxury was right, Cosette didn't deserve to be hurt over something she took no part in but at the same time it enraged him that he would even think that. For a moment he struggled before wiping away the thoughts from his mind, his eyes trailing amongst the crowd until they landed on Junji in which the Toyger would push through until he was at the angels side. Just from how Junji's gaze was averted, Marcellus could easily tell that he wasn't for this either.
Silently, Marcellus lied down beside the angel and aimed to nudge him with his maw in an attempt to let him know that he was there for comfort, his gaze averting back towards the captured Cosette.
Silently, Marcellus lied down beside the angel and aimed to nudge him with his maw in an attempt to let him know that he was there for comfort, his gaze averting back towards the captured Cosette.
Re: ROMAN ROYALS — INTERROGATION - Masie - 10-14-2018
Masie heard the sound of Delta quaking or squawking, the noise being enough to distract her. At the sounds? She stopped ending up not attacking the tied feline, having stopped about a foot away from the bound animal. ”Food!?” this thing smelled like food, it was prone and weak there was no reason not to attack it. Empathy was a taught skill, but even then it wasn’t something most would ever hold for everyone. Masie would be able to learn, but prey she had no emotional attachment to was prey at the end of the day.
Masie stood there, head tilted with her gaze focused upon Delta, waiting for the word food. Currently the vocabulary of the little feral was restricted, she knew who they were, who she was and things like food or nest. Back? Had not been something she had been farmilier with yet.
It was only when Delta forcefully moved her back beneath her that the little raptor understood what the demand had been. Masie scrambmed on her own after the first few seconds of being tugged, to stand back between Delta and Owen.