LONELINESS IS INFINITE && starvation + fainting.

[cavalrychoir]

[align=center][div style="width:60%;font-family:arial;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;line-height:130%;word-spacing:-0.5px;letter-spacing:0.5px;"]Ren's mind was too busy being concerned and fearful for Delilah's well-being to reply to Bam's inquiry. Instead, the large wildcat shot him a threatening glare as he past him. Did Ren wish to pick him up and throw him out of the den? Yes. Did he also wish to punch him so hard his bones shattered? Yes. Did he also wish to do terrible, unspeakable things to him that would most certainly be censored in films? Yes. But those feelings lasted for no more than a second or two and he wouldn't actually do it. The feeling would never be acted upon. The feeling of burning rage and lust for bloodshed was buried deep within his mind. Protected by thick steel bars, a K9 Unit and with the military on speed dial, the monstrous urge to act on his feelings were kept at bay. Instead of ripping another's throat out, he would instead rely on a glare, growl or threat in hopes it would be enough to convey the killing intent he's doing his best to keep sheathed.

He wasn't planning on visiting Delilah, though he did intend to check up on her later. He was simply passing by her den when he heard Leroy's voice. Bam's comment is was caused concern to rise within him and ultimately demand his presence. So there he was, now crouching next to her collapsed form. "Delilah?" That came out more worried than he wanted to show. Whatever, no one would blame him for being concerned. It was at this moment did he realize her bones could be seen. Her thick fur made it a challenge before but being this close made it unmistakable. The amount of flower petals, too, have decreased. Ignoring the dryness of his throat, he placed his head on her chest and felt his shoulders droop, as if a burden was lifted when he heard her heartbeat. Carefully nudging her face with his nose, he looked to Leroy. "She is tired," he began with a flick of his ear and a gingerly touch to her face with his large paw, noticing the bags under them. "I am not a medic, but I know over-exertion when I see it. For now, I feel we should leave her be and check on her regularly." He advised, now looking to Bam to see if he would like to add anything. Like he said, he wasn't a medic so he could use all the input he could get. "Leave her something to eat as well for when she does wake up." The lynx finished, taking her thin form into account. And with that, Ren aimed to pick up the medic by her scruff and place her closer to him in a more comfortable position. His large build was glued to the spot as his tail twitching in a worried manner, betraying the otherwise stoic expression on his face.