10-14-2018, 05:58 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]"We have a guard dog as big as a man," Ren answered quietly as he followed the sounds of commotion, gazing in somewhat bewildered amazement at the glowing embers amidst singed grass. How did she do that? Why did she do that? They were things he wanted to ask the clumsy stranger yet no such questions came from a flabbergasted maw. Fire elementals certainly seemed to be a dangerous power, capable of destruction from an easy mistake like that, yet the feline could see use in them. "Us cats are too small to be snacks for him though, we'll be fine," he reassured, finally snapping his grey gaze away from the damages to get a better look at Marianna. Another young animal that'd somehow found their way onto these lands, it made the third or fourth one he'd attended to this week, and whilst he would've liked to say that this new stranger would be able to take care of herself better than the previous youth... she wasn't really proving her maturity. Well, perhaps that was unfair to say, she did seem more accident prone than anything else and he'd only just arrived on the scene.
Sometimes Ren wished there weren't as many lions. He'd strained his neck one too many times looking up at the self-proclaimed 'kings of the jungle', but he'd also say that he wished there were more creatures his age roaming the clan. Beggars couldn't be choosers, and the bicoloured tom had just grown used to the non-ideal circumstances for he struggled to see himself elsewhere. Morally grey clans existed everywhere, he didn't think he could justify associating with them if they were willing to go through drastic measures to ensure their survival. A sudden thought crossing his mind, Ren allowed a small smirk to appear on his normally dull maw, mewing "I eat cats though, so I'm scarier than the others,". Aware that it was a weird joke about if it wasn't true in some way (which thankfully it wasn't), the tom wasn't exactly helped by his deadpan delivery, only hoping to alleviate some of the tension that the fire had created.
Sometimes Ren wished there weren't as many lions. He'd strained his neck one too many times looking up at the self-proclaimed 'kings of the jungle', but he'd also say that he wished there were more creatures his age roaming the clan. Beggars couldn't be choosers, and the bicoloured tom had just grown used to the non-ideal circumstances for he struggled to see himself elsewhere. Morally grey clans existed everywhere, he didn't think he could justify associating with them if they were willing to go through drastic measures to ensure their survival. A sudden thought crossing his mind, Ren allowed a small smirk to appear on his normally dull maw, mewing "I eat cats though, so I'm scarier than the others,". Aware that it was a weird joke about if it wasn't true in some way (which thankfully it wasn't), the tom wasn't exactly helped by his deadpan delivery, only hoping to alleviate some of the tension that the fire had created.
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