04-09-2018, 09:15 AM
KHAOL CORATIO
✯ — BOYS LIKE US DON'T SHINE SO BRIGHT
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khaol was entirely against capturing others, he hated it with every fiber in his body, and yet, he showed none of that hatred upon his approach. in fact, it was amusement that brandished the black panthers bright hues. pinch-bitch? a goofy grin slipped across the panthers maw, what a funny name to call their captain. although it wasn't all that smart, or original, and if they were seriously going to just stroll up here like they owned the place, well, they really must have death wishes. "pinch-bitch," it was murmured amusedly beneath the panthers breath. the way his lips remained curled into a grin was almost sickening, then again, that's what they were right? sick fucks. he may as well look the part. he didn't know where these guys came from, and, nor did he particularly care in that current moment.
no, in that current moment, he was more focused on the idea of a fight. he hadn't fought in ages, and yet, he found his skin crawling with excitement at the prospect. it seemed they were going to go straight for the captain, to khaol, that was a stupid idea. to take someone out you were better off taking away their protection first, focus on those with them and then go after the leader, after that, everything was likely to fall into place. they were stupid and irrational, and they had also rather clearly either underestimated the typhoon or overestimated themselves. the weird cat to whatever the fuck he was thing had shifted and then he was charging at pincher, and without thought, the panther was suddenly in motion. [member=67]beck.[/member] he was launching himself forwards, shoulder aimed to knock the ghost thing out of the way, the panthers build up of muscle hopefully enough to send him a good distance and allow for the panther to balance himself. if succesful, he'd try to launch himself at the creature and tear his hooked claws across its throat.
no, in that current moment, he was more focused on the idea of a fight. he hadn't fought in ages, and yet, he found his skin crawling with excitement at the prospect. it seemed they were going to go straight for the captain, to khaol, that was a stupid idea. to take someone out you were better off taking away their protection first, focus on those with them and then go after the leader, after that, everything was likely to fall into place. they were stupid and irrational, and they had also rather clearly either underestimated the typhoon or overestimated themselves. the weird cat to whatever the fuck he was thing had shifted and then he was charging at pincher, and without thought, the panther was suddenly in motion. [member=67]beck.[/member] he was launching himself forwards, shoulder aimed to knock the ghost thing out of the way, the panthers build up of muscle hopefully enough to send him a good distance and allow for the panther to balance himself. if succesful, he'd try to launch himself at the creature and tear his hooked claws across its throat.
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AND I GUESS IM JUST A MESS !
tags ★ 10 months ★ the typhoon