[size=9pt]Her claws latch in his newly stitched up cheek and promptly tear it back open. With it comes the same agony he'd experienced only a few days ago, and it burns at the side of his face until, just as quick as the wound had been reopened, his body decides it's too much and the side of his face goes numb. A torn roar escapes his throat, and he curses, "Fuck!" recoiling violently from the serval. A mirror image of her, Moon presses himself up against the wall opposite to the headboard. His paw trembles as he holds it to the side of his face, breathing heavy.
It seems neither of them have had a good last few days. The lion is equally as on edge as Carolina, and it shows. "What the fuck? Relax! We're trying to fucking help you!" he snaps, all prior softness having evaporated. He stays there, chest heaving, and stares the serval down for the moments it takes him to calm his thundering heart, the panic that made his throat tight. The red on the bed isn't his own doing, and the stained set of teeth bared his way aren't his mothers, so he finds it, somewhere, in himself to calm down. At least enough to speak. He tries and fails not to sound on edge. There's blood trailing, thick, down his neck. "You're okay, alright? Wherever you disappeared to, you're not there anymore. I need you to get a hold of yourself so we can fucking help you.
"Everyone give her some space. Get out of the room unless you're needed. Where the hell is Imperia?"
It seems neither of them have had a good last few days. The lion is equally as on edge as Carolina, and it shows. "What the fuck? Relax! We're trying to fucking help you!" he snaps, all prior softness having evaporated. He stays there, chest heaving, and stares the serval down for the moments it takes him to calm his thundering heart, the panic that made his throat tight. The red on the bed isn't his own doing, and the stained set of teeth bared his way aren't his mothers, so he finds it, somewhere, in himself to calm down. At least enough to speak. He tries and fails not to sound on edge. There's blood trailing, thick, down his neck. "You're okay, alright? Wherever you disappeared to, you're not there anymore. I need you to get a hold of yourself so we can fucking help you.
"Everyone give her some space. Get out of the room unless you're needed. Where the hell is Imperia?"
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