✿ LOVEFOOL ROUX-BRANNON ✿
noun
⑊ the coward in wolf's clothing. ⑊ the plea to match that which has come before. ⑊ the regret of that which has come to past, and that which will come later. ⑊ the truth that you will never be ready, no matter how hard you try.

Disgust. It was all that Lovefool felt as he approached the border that day, only to be greeted by the sight of Xhocoatl attempting to eat someone whole. The hybrid near immediately recoiled, his words accompanied by a flash of fangs as he spoke, "That's disgusting. It's only made worse by how delighted you seem with yourself." Love made no attempt to disguise his distaste for the other, taking a step back and shaking his head from side to side. He didn't care if the victim had been a Coalition trespasser, murder was a last resort in the beta's opinion.

He knew that his mom had killed before, but she had done so in the pursuit of what was right. In making sure that those she loved were safe. The trespasser easily could've just been scared off, rather than killed just for the sake of senseless violence. A soft gag left Lovefool's throat as he turned his face away, about ready to just go back home and coop himself up inside. His love – ironically – for The Typhoon had been fading more and more lately, despite his best efforts. He barely went out anymore, and to only emerge to see this... it was only cementing his displeasure further.

The captain had been busy with other things to say the least, she was already trying to work on the next meeting that would come but unfortunately it seemed that it would have to wait as she heard the voices of her daughter and grandson, her snout wrinkled lightly hearing the mention of her name. They could always report to her later though Roxanne knew that it would be better if she arrived in person rather than being told about what had just occurred, the fur on her spine began to rise as the smell of Coalition wafted by her nose. Her first immediate thought was to find the snake and kill it but it seemed that Xhocoatl had already done that as she walked over with her fluffy tail lashing to the sides. She had stated that anyone from the Coalition was to be killed, she cared not who they could've been or why they were on her beaches to begin with. After what they had done to Goldenluxury, she just wanted those damn serpents to die in her claws. Lovefool would never understand since he was drugged the entire time that the Typhoon had been fighting against the Coalition. Selfish boy.

Even so, Roxanne knew that there couldn't be sudden outbreaks of violence within her group especially with how many children there was within her crew including her own litters. With a frown on her maw, the captain moved forward not bothering to glance over at Lovefool but spared Goldie a look before her mismatched gaze was fixated onto the snake hybrid that was coiled around the crushed feline corpse and he seemed to be ready to swallow them whole. How distasteful. "Xhocoatl, dispose of the body privately. It is best not to do that ype of shit especially with the fact that there are many children around, it is much too early to expose them to that type of shit y'know." She stated in a firm tone with her tail lashing to the sides, she'd adjust her wings at her sides watching the other carefully "I hope that I've made myself clear."

✿ LOVEFOOL ROUX-BRANNON ✿
noun
⑊ the coward in wolf's clothing. ⑊ the plea to match that which has come before. ⑊ the regret of that which has come to past, and that which will come later. ⑊ the truth that you will never be ready, no matter how hard you try.

The approach of his mother was enough to set Lovefool at ease, even if things weren't quite the same considering recent events. Despite her lack of memories, Goldie still seemed to genuinely care for her family, and that was enough for Lo. After all, it wasn't like he really wanting his mother remembering what a, well, fool he had made of himself recently. He much preferred just being able to enjoy her company without that feeling of shame, and he was quick to accept her comfort. He pressed lightly into her side, ears still pinned down as he muttered softly to her, "Thanks, mom..." On the opposite side of the spectrum, Roxie's approach caused him to tense up slightly, every nerve on his body set on edge. He expected her to scold him for being too sensitive, or perhaps say that he was living up to his name, but instead her attentions were focused on Xhocoatl. He relaxed upon hearing her words, briefly closing his eyes as he took a deep breath. At least she was saying something.

However, it didn't seem as though Xho was too keen on listening. Instead of dropping the body, or moving away from it, he made a swift twisting motion, until there was a sickening snap. Lo's eyes were still squeezed shut as he heard it, and he resisted the urge to gag in disgust. Despite Goldie's comfort, the young hybrid knew that he couldn't remain around much longer. He pressed his head a bit deeper into his mother's fur, pulling away afterwards to shoot a grateful look towards Roxie. Even if they weren't on the best terms, he did approve of her actions as captain. After that, he sent another disgusted look in Xhocoatl's direction, his nose wrinkling at how the other had chosen to handle things. He considered saying something snide on the way out, but he was also fairly sure that Roxie would have the scolding part of things covered. Instead, he just pulled away from Goldie's side, turning and walking away with that same grimace of unhappiness on his face. He'd need to go and relax until his stomach finally settled.

( out! )