08-28-2019, 08:13 PM
[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]
A sense of deep shame and guilt spread throughout the lion as he saw Feza trembling before him, her eyes immediately filling with fear and apprehension. He never wanted to instill that reaction in anybody, especially after the many months he had spent having that same reaction pounded into him under the iron fists of his parents. He realized that he had been a bit harsh on Feza in the past after her little stunts, but he had never thought that he was making her fear him. He didn't want to make anybody fear him, save for the bastards that made up the Pitt. His ears immediately pinned down against his head as he took in her body language, and he stepped backward, lowering his body down to seem less intimidating as he tucked his wings in close. He realized that ultimately it hadn't been physically that he had hurt Feza, and he had instead done so with his sharp as daggers words, but he figured perhaps if he didn't appear so frightening, his voice could perhaps convey a more comforting feeling. He took a deep breath before rumbling softly, shaking his head from side to side as he tried to show her he wasn't about to make her stop making her head decorations, [glow=black,1,400]"Wait... wait a minute, you don't have to stop and claim you're not doing anything on my account. You're not doing anything wrong right now, Feza. I'm not going to yell at you, I promise..."[/glow] He realized the words didn't sound very genuine coming from him, but he had to at least attempt to comfort her, since he hated causing this reaction in anyone, let alone the fun loving leopard who he had never seen in such a state before.
The lion was obviously unable to read Feza's mind, but if he had known what she was thinking of, and what she was worried he would do to her, he would've been horrified. he would never physically hurt another clanmates, and he certainly wasn't the type to murder somebody as innocent as Feza seemed. He didn't like murdering anybody at all, and the only person he was sure that he would kill now was probably Jervis, and certainly not Feza. If he knew what had happened to her back when she had been killed while leading her group, he probably would've been furious and protected her, in fact. However, he was pretty sure that Feza would never believe it if he told her that. He wasn't sure if he would ever be able to build trust with the leopard at any point soon, especially considering the way that she was reacting to him, particularly now. There was nothing but strong distrust in her eyes, along with fear and the faintest bit of anger. He hadn't seen anybody look at him like that since his Mother, and it honestly made his stomach curl and clench, and make him feel like he was going to puke, in all honestly. He didn't want to make anybody in Tanglewood look at him the way that Judith had looked at him, and it felt like an awful failure on his part to have her in such a panicked state.
Panic gripped him at the unpleasant thoughts racing through his head, and he let out a soft and pained laugh that almost wracked his body as Feza mentioned the boxes. Shaking his head, he mumbled weakly with a slightly forced smile, not wanting to freak Feza out any further than he already had, [glow=black,1,400]"What... what do you mean ask the boxes? Feza, you know that boxes can't talk, right?"[/glow] He held no malice in his voice as he spoke, instead seeming just vaguely concerned for the winged large feline's sanity. Sure, Noah was a bit odd with his whole 'talking to trees' thing, but at least that was vaguely believable thanks to the fact that trees were living things, and maybe he just had some sort of odd power specific to him. With Feza's odd box comment... well, it just seemed totally implausible, and something said by aj absolute mad person who was slowly losing it – or rather, very quickly losing it, given how Feza usually acted.
The lion was obviously unable to read Feza's mind, but if he had known what she was thinking of, and what she was worried he would do to her, he would've been horrified. he would never physically hurt another clanmates, and he certainly wasn't the type to murder somebody as innocent as Feza seemed. He didn't like murdering anybody at all, and the only person he was sure that he would kill now was probably Jervis, and certainly not Feza. If he knew what had happened to her back when she had been killed while leading her group, he probably would've been furious and protected her, in fact. However, he was pretty sure that Feza would never believe it if he told her that. He wasn't sure if he would ever be able to build trust with the leopard at any point soon, especially considering the way that she was reacting to him, particularly now. There was nothing but strong distrust in her eyes, along with fear and the faintest bit of anger. He hadn't seen anybody look at him like that since his Mother, and it honestly made his stomach curl and clench, and make him feel like he was going to puke, in all honestly. He didn't want to make anybody in Tanglewood look at him the way that Judith had looked at him, and it felt like an awful failure on his part to have her in such a panicked state.
Panic gripped him at the unpleasant thoughts racing through his head, and he let out a soft and pained laugh that almost wracked his body as Feza mentioned the boxes. Shaking his head, he mumbled weakly with a slightly forced smile, not wanting to freak Feza out any further than he already had, [glow=black,1,400]"What... what do you mean ask the boxes? Feza, you know that boxes can't talk, right?"[/glow] He held no malice in his voice as he spoke, instead seeming just vaguely concerned for the winged large feline's sanity. Sure, Noah was a bit odd with his whole 'talking to trees' thing, but at least that was vaguely believable thanks to the fact that trees were living things, and maybe he just had some sort of odd power specific to him. With Feza's odd box comment... well, it just seemed totally implausible, and something said by aj absolute mad person who was slowly losing it – or rather, very quickly losing it, given how Feza usually acted.
— Reggan