DANCE FUCKER DANCE -- o, attacker

[Roy Mustang]

When the scent of Tanglewood first entered his nostrils, the Flame Alchemist thought more of their allies were here for a visit. A frown instantly made it's way onto his muzzle- it was well known by his groupmates that Roy wasn't a fan of their ally. He couldn't think past the time they caused them harm- by attacking him and capturing Lunafreya. Roy was trying to open up to them, but it was definitely a slow, slow process. Roy assumed one way he can become more open to them is by interacting with their members- everyone seems to claim that the members of Tanglewood are nicer than their insane leader. A sigh escaped Roy's lips, the male was about to lift a paw to begin his way over, but he froze when he heard the voice of his clanmates.

Ears pricking up, Roy listened closely, specifically to their tones. Almost all of them sound hostile, He thought to himself as he listened, slowly beginning to make his way over. Something isn't right, maybe Roy was right with not trusting Tanglewood. Before he could think anything else, the sound of tussling reached his ears. Fighting, multiple groupmates of his are engaging in a fight with their ally. Assuming by the hostile voices, and how the scent was leading him to the middle of the territory instead of the border, he could only assume the Tanglewood member started the fight. They were already trespassing, they must had some bad vibe radiating off of them, Roy knew most of his clanmates wouldn't start the fight with most of them being pacifists and all. Roy quickened his pace, moving as quickly as his three legs could take him.

When he ran into the scene, he walked into a mess. He automatically identified the attacker- the armored hellhound. It was currently engaging a fight with Playerone, who was in the body of a dragon. Roy could see Washington off to the side, eyes locking on his left arm. That didn't look right, it looked like his arm was broken! He could only assume that was the case, as he had a feeling Washington wouldn't be off to the side during a fight like this. Carolina didn't seem to be doing much better either, considering that Washington was yelling out for her. He assumed that this hellhound was associated with them, considering he happens to be wearing similar armor. Roy wasn't about to push this to the side because the Meta might be like Washington and Carolina. The Ascendants considered Washington, Caboose, Church, and Carolina to be members, since they all joined. Roy could only assume that Tanglewood considered this freak to be a member as well, considering how easily Roy can pick up the scent on the male.

Lips curling to a snarl, Roy's gaze locked onto the Meta. For now, Roy could give a rat's ass that this guy was an ally. He's an aggressor and an intruder, Roy will treat him as such. "Fuck off!" Roy yelled as he quickly snapped one of his flint claws, attempting to send a controlled burst of flames at Meta.

Roy knew that Tanglewood couldn't be trusted, if anyone thinks Roy isn't going to do something about this, they're wrong as hell.