SEVEN BILLION SOULS — MEETING & ORIENTATION [08/03]

[emil]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]the tom was quiet through the rest of the bickering, flashing felix a smile as the much larger male slunk over to address the group. it was still strange to see the old members here, especially since he had dated the maltese tiger's son and almost married him. a pang of sadness clenched is heart at the thought, but prestige ignored it. it was long past time to continue mourning the loss of livius. the only way to go was forward.

blue eyes fixed upon the lioness as she entered the room, and immediately the fur on his spine stood up. there was something off about her; though almost every roseblood was off in some way, this woman, she left a bad taste in his mouth already. he watched her intently as she slunk up to the wine and lapped it up, and before he could even blink, she was on top of sola. the adviser leapt to his feet and bristled. "what the hell?" he hissed, following her gaze to jiyu in a moment of confusion, before his mind told him to act.

he was a pacifist. he was. he hated fighting so much, but this was sola. his closest friend, pinned beneath the scoundrel of a lioness, claws to her throat. prestige puffed out a short breath. keep her safe. there were no guards yet. though he was sure jiyu, being as protective as she always was, would jump into action, he and felix were the closest to the cheetah. they were her guards. they needed to have her back, needed to keep her safe, needed to get this damn lion off of her.

though he was tiny, a mere domestic cat, pres took charge. hind legs launched him off of the ground and he lunged for the lioness, attempting to sink his claws into her shoulder and bite into her scruff, hoping to at least distract her from sola until someone bigger stepped in.