With the night being cold and brisk Marcellus was able to enjoy a calming night stroll, the rays of moonlight collapsing along his back as his paws guided and carried him through the sand. Though, his short height made it hard for him to move easily. The night drew on peacefully with the guy lost in his thoughts and his head in a totally different place, his eyes wondering along the coastline as little crabs began to disappear into the water with his arrival. Talk about being rude. A low sigh escaped past his jaws as he reflected on his thoughts and then his family. He wasn't sure if he was truly ready to be a father yet and now with them exposed to the outer world, danger lurked at every corner. While he didn't want them to stay cooped up inside Junji's home, he certainly felt differently about then being exposed to everything ugly and hateful about the world they lived in. Due to this, he couldn't help but fret over every little thing they did. Even if they only got as pricked by a thorn, he would probably be the first one to go into intense panic.
With the thought of the children in mind, Marcellus was quick to direct his route towards the jungle in which he would make his way to Junji's house. His feelings about Junji and Luca at the moment were nothing short of complicated, always feeling the same things Luca felt didn't help as well. Clearing these thoughts from his head, Marcel felt as thorns scraped against his body, his jaws tightening as his face furrowed into a wince as he tried to pass by to where there were no more thorns to strike at him. He turned his head over his shoulder to look at his wound and give it a few swift licks before continuing on through the forest. Moments passed until finally the Toyger found himself at Junji's house with the door open a few bits. At first he didn't suspect a thing until he peeked his eyes inside to see that there were paw marks leading to the door where he stood, multiple of them.
"No, no, no, no. NO!" His voice was agonized as every worst possible scenario bounced around in his head and wouldn't shut up. Pain filled his heart and he could feel the fur on his back beginning to bristle. His claws unsheathed as he dug them into the grounds he stood on, trying to make sense of this and what was happening. In and instant the domestic feline turned on his heels and began to make a mad dash back through the jungle, barely acknowledging anything or any sounds around him in his frantic pattern until he felt his body clash with another. His body was instantly thrown back, a groan escaping past his jaws. Soreness soared through it as his eyes trailed up to see the figure of Goldenluxury, a wave of relief crashing over him.
"Goldie." He tried to speak the name but it wouldn't come out and that's when he realized that he was breathing too heavy to speak, his chest tightened to the point he felt like he could barely breathe. "G-Goldie." His voice was shaky though he managed to speak the name ever so lowly and dull. That's when it happened, Elijah's voice cutting through the jungle and him able to make out every word. His eyes widened and in an instant, Marcellus was back to his paws and running towards the scene as best as he could manage in his state.
It didn't take him long to reach the site of what was happening, his widened eyes going from fearful to angry. Though he held no personal qualms with his superior, Caesar, it was now that he would hold one. The Toyger shot forward in an attempt to block the path of his children, aiming to gently push them back away from the fighting forces. Though he wanted to show Caesar a piece of his mind, he was more concerned about the safety of their children. "Are you o-" The words cut short as his gaze landed on Stella's bleeding cheek. In an instant all he could see was black. Pitch black. Turning around, the domestic raised his claws in an attempt to slash them through any place he could manage on Caesar, rage spilling through him as his anger had consumed him.
With the thought of the children in mind, Marcellus was quick to direct his route towards the jungle in which he would make his way to Junji's house. His feelings about Junji and Luca at the moment were nothing short of complicated, always feeling the same things Luca felt didn't help as well. Clearing these thoughts from his head, Marcel felt as thorns scraped against his body, his jaws tightening as his face furrowed into a wince as he tried to pass by to where there were no more thorns to strike at him. He turned his head over his shoulder to look at his wound and give it a few swift licks before continuing on through the forest. Moments passed until finally the Toyger found himself at Junji's house with the door open a few bits. At first he didn't suspect a thing until he peeked his eyes inside to see that there were paw marks leading to the door where he stood, multiple of them.
"No, no, no, no. NO!" His voice was agonized as every worst possible scenario bounced around in his head and wouldn't shut up. Pain filled his heart and he could feel the fur on his back beginning to bristle. His claws unsheathed as he dug them into the grounds he stood on, trying to make sense of this and what was happening. In and instant the domestic feline turned on his heels and began to make a mad dash back through the jungle, barely acknowledging anything or any sounds around him in his frantic pattern until he felt his body clash with another. His body was instantly thrown back, a groan escaping past his jaws. Soreness soared through it as his eyes trailed up to see the figure of Goldenluxury, a wave of relief crashing over him.
"Goldie." He tried to speak the name but it wouldn't come out and that's when he realized that he was breathing too heavy to speak, his chest tightened to the point he felt like he could barely breathe. "G-Goldie." His voice was shaky though he managed to speak the name ever so lowly and dull. That's when it happened, Elijah's voice cutting through the jungle and him able to make out every word. His eyes widened and in an instant, Marcellus was back to his paws and running towards the scene as best as he could manage in his state.
It didn't take him long to reach the site of what was happening, his widened eyes going from fearful to angry. Though he held no personal qualms with his superior, Caesar, it was now that he would hold one. The Toyger shot forward in an attempt to block the path of his children, aiming to gently push them back away from the fighting forces. Though he wanted to show Caesar a piece of his mind, he was more concerned about the safety of their children. "Are you o-" The words cut short as his gaze landed on Stella's bleeding cheek. In an instant all he could see was black. Pitch black. Turning around, the domestic raised his claws in an attempt to slash them through any place he could manage on Caesar, rage spilling through him as his anger had consumed him.
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