Objective Obscene // Open

[KILLER QUEEN]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman; color: black;"]It didn't take long for Killer Queen to realize: it was not welcome here. Even if it was allowed to stay, it was not welcome at all. At least, not until it proved itself. That, effectively, pissed the cat off. Even if it wouldn't show that. It wouldn't really fight back if it was pushed around, or if someone smacked it on the back, knocking it to the ground. But if someone tried to mess with it's apparel, the only thing that was allowing people to know who it was, it would act out.

The familiar tug on it's bandana from behind, forcing a choked gag to come from it, started the entire thing. The resounding laugh from behind forced the cat to lash out, spinning to claw the canid's nose. Killer Queen hadn't had time to register what it had done when it was forcefully slammed into the ground, pinned by a wolfish paw. It stared up at the light grey thing, not quite wolf but just enough to instill a bit of fear in the small feline, and hissed.

[Valerius]

At the commotion from afar, the lion turned his head. He watched as a canine slammed their paw against the newcomer and pinned them to the floor. Valerius, clearly, could not care less. Unless the other proved himself, Killer Queen was a subordinate to the rest of the Descendants of the Departed. They were free to be abused and kicked around as the others pleased, Valerius included. Even so, he would not participate today. Instead, he watched.

The lion rose up from his spot and wandered over to the canine's side, staring down at the mute with grey eyes. He stood in silence before unsheathing his claws and allowed them to lurk over Killer Queen's body. With a twisted paw, he attempted to allow a claw graze over the smaller feline's facial features. Whether or not they reacted, the lion would be satisfied. A strong reaction meant they were passionate, while a silent one meant they could hold their own. Either way, Valerius was getting something out of the situation.

Valerius's unwavering eyes kept their attention upon Killer Queen. "This one has had enough," he proclaimed. His mischievous gaze looked down at the other, a glint of curiosity sparking within. "I'm sure they will not forget their status, nor their duty."