What a surprise. Despite how much Sojourn despised their parents, the truth was undeniable. Just like their father, she was greedy. Letting fellow wanderers take captures recklessly was bound to have consequences. It was about time for The Coalition of the Condemned to feel the wrath of their actions and foolish notions. While Romulus did not wish for any retaliation, the truth was simple. Logically, The Typhoon would come for their children and anyone who was taken with time then attack their group... and they had. If only they had planned. Let the mad queen reign.

The unavoidable was upon them. With wreckage and blood being flung in all directions, the lion's eyes darted between opponents. Decisively planning his movement, he stalked forward. Had Michael lived longer, Romulus would have ended that deceiving wreck without any further planning. Sexually manipulative bastard. Thankfully, Sojourn's madness had dealt with him. He could move onto other targets, catching his eye on one specific feline in the distance. Lumia. The young lionness had manifested before his vision, but a wicked jolt of another female caught his attention. Roxanne... going towards Sojourn. As periwinkle hues snapped back to Lumia, she was already heading into the trees with Ravenwood and a growl erupted from the lion's maw. That left him with one.

Her. The killer of his mother and apart of his father's own death. She was due for a ravishing beatdown. Especially with Sojourn being threatened. Unsheathed claws sunk into the ground below and flames began to light on the tips of his horns. The ground below his feet began to rumble and churn violently, only to be shot upwards into the sky. Dagger-like pieces of rock darted throughout the air and became alight with fire. Debris scattered across, attempting to impale the dragoness throughout.

Whether successful or not, Romulus rushed forward. Teeth bared in protest. "SOJOURN!" he roared as he grew closer. "ON YOUR LEFT!" A grunt exited the male as he slammed his paws into the floor, summoning rock upwards to form a wall. Rather than slashing at Sojourn's side, Roxanne's attack would promptly deflected. If the wall was not strong enough, it would crumble underneath Roxanne's violent attack and continue forward towards his sister.

// attacking roxanne, whether the wall is effective is up to sojourn's roleplayer

Solsken shifted his weight as the body underneath him struggled to get free, his jaws clamping tighter against the flesh his teeth had sunk into. Blueish grey orbs lifted at the movement of paws outstretching, reaching out for someone to save the prey but no one would be there to save them. A snarl vibrated through his chest, his own paws reaching out and attempting to pin down one of Harland's paws, claws sinking into the flesh and aiming to pierce through to the other side. He would then let go of the smaller creature's back and aim his attention to the other free, outstretched paw. He would attempt to sink his canines into the other paws, clamping harshly down in an attempt to crush and snap the little bones inside before yanking his head upwards in an attempt to either pull the leg out of socket or completely rip it off. Everyone needed to pay who came here today to hurt the ones he cared for, even if they had not specifically been the ones to kill Ruven he still wanted to make them hurt like he was hurting. No he needed them to hurt.