The sudden screaming made his rabbit-like ears twitch with irritation, he often hated the more high frequency noises that children made but it wasn't to the point where it made him shake with rage. His lips peeled back into a snarl as his pseudo eyes locked onto the small felines skeletal structure only to snort with clear annoyance digging his sharp claws into the alligators chest "YOU? YOU ARE HARDLY EVEN A SNACK FOR US," His claws pierced through the gators flesh as he let out a rumbling 'hmm' as if really considering his options, he didn't really like the idea of this child crying wolf even if his clear disinterest was visble. "NOW IF YOU KEPT SCREAMING LIKE THAT THEN WE MIGHT CONSIDER IT..." He snorted though his gaze eventually moved over to look at a small dog, his ears flicking back, this one was not any better. God. They were hardly a snack together and he would very much prefer the alligator he had just killed then the small dog had the nerve to call Kliment one of the resident mutants. Ha, as if something as glorious as himself would develop from this pitiful place. No, even Chernobyl was much nicer than Tanglewood itself. Besides, he was certain that any other rinky dink mutant wouldn't be able to talk much, hell, the alligator he had pinned down could have said something for all he knew but it didn't so, Kliment simply furrowed his non-existent eyebrows at the duo.
Without a word, he swiftly bit down on the alligators head only to pull and twist until he was able to faintly hear muscle and flesh tearing once he had loosened it enough. He would give a powerful yank cleaning ripping off the alligators head from its body, he spat it out to the side only a few feet away from Morgan and Kris. Blood dripped from his jaws, his snout still scrunched up with a bit of irritation "MAYBE ASKING SAID MUTANT WOULD HELP, DON'T ASSUME WE CANNOT SPEAK FOR OURSELVES." His claws tapped impatiently onto the ground, he wasn't here to talk about his origin or of what he was even though the term mutant was slowly getting on his nerves. MAMMALS ARE ABSOLUTELY INFERIOR. He thought with slight disgust though he didn't bother voicing this as he spoke once more "IS THIS ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE CLANS WE HEARD SO MUCH OF? OR IS IT SIMPLY A RAGTAG GROUP OF PUPPIES AND KITTIES?" The last part was sneered but he was being genuinely serious. Hell, at least, the Rosebloods had bigger clanmates that could easily be made his meal but if there was only cats and dogs here in Tanglewood then the alligator population would definitely decrease.
"WE'RE HERE TO JOIN."
Without a word, he swiftly bit down on the alligators head only to pull and twist until he was able to faintly hear muscle and flesh tearing once he had loosened it enough. He would give a powerful yank cleaning ripping off the alligators head from its body, he spat it out to the side only a few feet away from Morgan and Kris. Blood dripped from his jaws, his snout still scrunched up with a bit of irritation "MAYBE ASKING SAID MUTANT WOULD HELP, DON'T ASSUME WE CANNOT SPEAK FOR OURSELVES." His claws tapped impatiently onto the ground, he wasn't here to talk about his origin or of what he was even though the term mutant was slowly getting on his nerves. MAMMALS ARE ABSOLUTELY INFERIOR. He thought with slight disgust though he didn't bother voicing this as he spoke once more "IS THIS ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE CLANS WE HEARD SO MUCH OF? OR IS IT SIMPLY A RAGTAG GROUP OF PUPPIES AND KITTIES?" The last part was sneered but he was being genuinely serious. Hell, at least, the Rosebloods had bigger clanmates that could easily be made his meal but if there was only cats and dogs here in Tanglewood then the alligator population would definitely decrease.
"WE'RE HERE TO JOIN."
"I'M A BAD LIAR" —-- KLIMENT / ROSEBLOODS / MISC.