In the dark // open+captured // of the night

[JERSEYBOY]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; color: black; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;"]Something had been off about that morning. There was no sign of his little brother, the pasta-loving husky. Jerseyboy figured that he had been out on a walk or something, but when he didn't return after a period of time, he decided to go looking for him on his own. Goddammit... he had probably gotten stuck somewhere. Did he have to rescue him from a dangerous situation again? Shit, he wasn't in the mood today.

He trotted into the territory and eventually came across Killua, who was staring at a satchel. It looked eerily familiar, and his eyes widened in realization when the words had been uttered. Someone had kidnapped his little brother. "What the hell?" The tuxedo tom stalked forward, his ears flicking backward. "Who? Who took him?" Jerseyboy demanded, his dark fur starting to bristle angrily. He had sworn to take care of the kid, and some little shit was messing everything up! "I'll tan their fuckin' hides myself!" He snarled, gritting his teeth as his nostrils huffed out of frustration and building fury.