07-15-2018, 09:48 AM
malphas was only a month older than the puddle-hopping kid, but as he saw him, he assumed he was just a big kitten. for once in his miserable life, he was completely sober, and you could tell because he had eye-bags and his permanent bitch resting face was back. despite being a smaller-then-average apprentice-aged cat, he was intimidating. it doesn't help that his grey fur was stained with streaks of old blood, and even he didn't know where they came from, his unusual diet or his occupation.
malphas had no sympathy for the childish, and so he watched him grab... worms... right out of the fucking ground with a disgusted look on his face. he decided to approach now, coming in on long, slender legs. "you know what's cute?" he paused, a twisted grin forming on his face, about to deliver some cruel mocking statement.
wait. what if this was a joiner? zimavich would probably bite his head off. "uh... fuckin' explaining to me what you're doing here, cause this is tanglewood." it was a lot less aggressive than what he originally intended. was he softening up or just scared of the consequences?
malphas had no sympathy for the childish, and so he watched him grab... worms... right out of the fucking ground with a disgusted look on his face. he decided to approach now, coming in on long, slender legs. "you know what's cute?" he paused, a twisted grin forming on his face, about to deliver some cruel mocking statement.
wait. what if this was a joiner? zimavich would probably bite his head off. "uh... fuckin' explaining to me what you're doing here, cause this is tanglewood." it was a lot less aggressive than what he originally intended. was he softening up or just scared of the consequences?
malphas + henri + amnia