Old memories of a similar action, an act with a drastically gorier outcome, caused him to since as the rock connected with the sweet spot of her skull. Blinking away flashes of spilled crimson in his vision, Beck shifted his weight uneasily as he waited for any further movement. Unresponsive -- or dead. The mangy feline shimmied down the branch, clumsily faceplanting on the boggy ground. He wasn't entirely accustomed to supposed cat-like reflexes at the moment, but Beck picked himself back up into a crooked stance and dusted off his face for a moment. Now at level with Luna, his blurred vision could trace the faint outline of a rising and falling flank, meaning she wasn't dead just yet. How disappointing. A cautious sniff informed of her alliance among the lone peaceful clan, and Beck's scarred features wrinkled into a scowl. Why did it have to be the Ascendants?
His pouting was interrupted by rustling foliage, prompting him to jump and crackle with startled electricity at the arrival of both Amunet and Belladonna. As was expected, the two females were a powerful tag team when it came to being everywhere at once. He was briefly speechless at the abrupt questioning, disfigured maw going slack-jawed as he fumble for a proper answer. "I, uh, I dunno -- I didn't really think that far ahead... maybe we could, like, keep her hostage to try and get supplies?" He uncertainly wheezed, injecting selfless reasoning in the truth in order to satisfy Amunet's question while keeping her eyes veiled; in all actuality, he would be keeping her out of spite. "Serves her right for trespassin' anyways. Oh, hey, Amu, do ya think we can use her as one of them fancy piñatas?" Beck jabbed a frigid paw into Luna's motionless side, a giggle slipping from his mouth at the thought.
But Bella was here to be the spoilsport -- again. Visibly gnawing on the inside of his remaining cheek, the poltergeist gave a careless shrug and a rattling cough to respond. "Well, she did walk right into our territory, I'd say it's necessary." Besides, it wasn't like they would keep her forever. And the Ascendants couldn't do anything besides waddle up to the border with flower bouquets and friendship bracelets. A crooked smirk warping his disfigured lips as if he was trying to convince himself that this was justified, Beck began to push and roll Luna from her slump. Obviously struggling and straining to budge her, the scrawny boy rasped up at the taller felines, "L'il help here?"
[align=center]»――➤His pouting was interrupted by rustling foliage, prompting him to jump and crackle with startled electricity at the arrival of both Amunet and Belladonna. As was expected, the two females were a powerful tag team when it came to being everywhere at once. He was briefly speechless at the abrupt questioning, disfigured maw going slack-jawed as he fumble for a proper answer. "I, uh, I dunno -- I didn't really think that far ahead... maybe we could, like, keep her hostage to try and get supplies?" He uncertainly wheezed, injecting selfless reasoning in the truth in order to satisfy Amunet's question while keeping her eyes veiled; in all actuality, he would be keeping her out of spite. "Serves her right for trespassin' anyways. Oh, hey, Amu, do ya think we can use her as one of them fancy piñatas?" Beck jabbed a frigid paw into Luna's motionless side, a giggle slipping from his mouth at the thought.
But Bella was here to be the spoilsport -- again. Visibly gnawing on the inside of his remaining cheek, the poltergeist gave a careless shrug and a rattling cough to respond. "Well, she did walk right into our territory, I'd say it's necessary." Besides, it wasn't like they would keep her forever. And the Ascendants couldn't do anything besides waddle up to the border with flower bouquets and friendship bracelets. A crooked smirk warping his disfigured lips as if he was trying to convince himself that this was justified, Beck began to push and roll Luna from her slump. Obviously struggling and straining to budge her, the scrawny boy rasped up at the taller felines, "L'il help here?"