With their plan in place, traps set up, and Aurum's ravishing scream throughout Tanglewood's swamps, it was time for him to go. Atticus' heart dropped to his chest as he crept through the underbrush with his chest low to the floor and ears perked. Yellow eyes swerved throughout the territory, surveying for any wanderers that could possible catch him during his escape. Paws lightly stepped closer to Tanglewood's end. No one seemed in sight. The injured feline let out a soft sigh of relief.

The border came into view in no time. As the chaos reigned behind him, the domestic feline darted forward. Away from the screaming. Away from that dastardly reign. Running through the open fields of the swamp, he reached the border and crossed it with a victorious, mocking whip of his tail. Despite that, he kept up his pace. Atticus would need to reach The Pitt and The Typhoon quickly...

[member=16503]Stheno[/member]

The gust of wind caused his head to whip around, but there was no chance. Yellow eyes widened in surprise. Sharp claws raked down his back and Atticus stumbled to the floor, landing square on his broken ribs. He attempted to wriggle free from her grip, but he was trapped underneath the large hybrid's weight. A ragged hiss left the feline. "Away," he spat. He kept his phrase short. That slithery wanderer wasn't going to get any information out of him anytime soon.

Underneath her, the feline attempted to swing around onto his back and push upwards to scratch at her chest. If successful, he'd pull out from her grip and try to continue running. 'Promise me you'll be safe, okay? Come back if anything happens, come back home.' Atticus would keep that promise... or so he thought.

His ears pinned to the back of his head as she spoke. A low growl echoed from the depths of his throat as stained teeth bared in disapproval. Atticus wouldn't tell them anything. As paws slammed down on his chest, a ragged hiss left the feline. Pain seeped through his abdomen. He kept trying to wriggle free underneath her weight, but no luck. Stheno was much larger than him and wouldn't be willing to spare him after last time. Even so, he continued to writhe as much as he could. Someone had to show up eventually.

Her tail wrapped around his midsection, causing his shaking to be suppressed and his breathing to grow short. "You're right," the Pittian mustered up through painful breaths. A wicked smirk curled upon his maw and his claws attempted to dig into her tail as he spoke. "And I'd do it again, you slimy cunt." Yellow eyes narrowed and attempted to lock with her one-eyed gaze. When her grip tightened, he aimed to spit on her face. The move wasn't a distraction tactic for his escape, but rather for his own pleasure.

//opening thread now! stheno will be taking him as a capture