STANDING OVER THE LEDGE | open, breakdown. (tw)

[Nero]

The sound of screaming was honestly a sound that Nero had never heard before. He quickly decided that he didn't like it all that much, and his ears swivelled to lay flat against his skull as he sped towards the source. If someone was making such a terrible racket, they were probably in trouble, and Nero wanted to prevent as much trouble as possible. He skidded to a halt shortly after Cooper, ruby eyes wide as he took in the scene. He couldn't help the way he salivated at the sight of blood, pupils contracting into slits as his dormant hunter instinct begged him for control. The panic managed to outweigh his bloodlust, however, the pounding of his heart clearing his mind of any residual hunger.

He opened his mouth to ask what was happening, but any words were killed on his tongue by the sight of Playerone leaping at the canine before her. Nero let out an involuntary gasp, the fur along his spine standing up in messy spikes. He thought that the Ascendants were supposed to protect and care for each other. He came to the clan in an attempt to escape the sight of death, and yet here he was, faced with it yet again. "W-what are you doing?!" He asked, his words holding equal amounts of fear and anger, foreign emotions that he wasn't fond of. But then again, the attacker didn't look to be in her right mind. The sight of her bloodshot eyes and that horrible pulsing mark made him step back and lower his head, a cautious snarl pulling at his muzzle.