OPEN Teen Idle ; horde

[METEOR]

METEOR

The lion approached the snoozing lynx. His nose curled at the Horde smell, and he tilted his head as a confused scrunch marred his muzzle. The fuck was a Horde vampire doing asleep on the Descendants’ beach after Xanti tortured their Knight Captain?

The vampires must be soft. Meteor couldn’t even begin to imagine how there was a complete lack of retaliation–and now this?

“You.” Meteor reached out a large paw and attempted to nudge Hugo’s shoulder. The lion’s golden eyes narrowed. When he spoke, his tone was clipped and serious; he expected this lynx to skedaddle after delivering the message. “What’s the message?”