LOOK AT THIS POOR BOY / intro

[wormwood.]

[glow=#000,1,400]MY MAMA SAID THAT I'M NOT LIVING RIGHT. YOU RAISED A LION, MAMA, I AIN'T LYING, MAMA — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Roy. A relatively simple name for the tiger, but it seems fitting, as any other sort of title would probably be too hard for the rapidly degrading male's mental state. Worm looked up when he heard Delilah's soft and calming voice, but he said nothing, not quite sure how to explain who or what he had stumbled upon. He plans to press the creature further, to see what exactly this weapon wants, but he was interrupted by Red's arrival before he really could. He feels a wave of worry come over him as Red gets close to the stranger, but he did as he was told, stepping back and hunching down almost protectively in front of Delilah, in case Roy decided Red was too close to his meal for comfort and decided to attack them all. He's still reeling a bit from how many injuries he had suffered recently, and he doubted how long he could really hold the other big cat off if he got up to attack, but he still had to try. He couldn't have Delilah getting hurt, both as a member of his Tanglewood family, and as a sort of backup medic for them all when Selby was sick, like he had been recently.

Watching as Red approached Roy closer and closer, Wormwood rumbled in a rough and cautious voice, [glow=#165042,1,400]"Careful... I'm sure he'll come back to town with us, but... can't have you getting hurt, big guy."[/glow] He hoped that his voice didn't betray just how worried he really was about Red, but he had the same worries for Red as he had for himself. Sure, Red could probably take Roy pretty easily, but this guy was on fire, and he could always be full of new surprises. That would be an advantage for them, if Roy did decide to join them, but definitely a bit of a nightmare if the feral seeming new male decided to just go on a rampage and shove his way towards camp for new prey.