WHITE NOISE ☆ draekon

[wormwood.]

[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

When Draekon emerged from the shadows, Worm was hit with a sense of whiplash, openly staring at the other male. He hadn't a tiger ever since his now deceased lover, considering they were about as common as he and Poet, and he couldn't help the way that his chest clenched and his heart ached. Still, now wasn't the time for freezing up, considering he was face to face with one of the members of the group he had been warned about several times since arriving at Tanglewood. He needed to make sure he could get home safely, without having his throat torn out by a tiger.

Taking a deep breath, the lion blinked slowly before finally tearing his eyes away from Draekon, looking slightly off center to the trees behind him, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"A tiger... it's been a while since I met one of you... a long while. You're a member of the Pitt, aren't you...? I'm not looking for any trouble, alright? I just got caught up in my head while I was walking, and I ended up here..."[/glow] Maybe he could get out quickly, before he either got attacked, or the shaking in his legs finally just made him cave in on himself. God, he felt borderline like Poet right now, like he was right on the verge of just passing out. Just seeing a tiger shouldn't give him such an emotional reaction.