10-02-2019, 10:12 AM
Of all the people for the Pitt to take, Roy was probably the worst possible option when it came to Wormwood's wrath following them. The close second being Moth, but Roy? Oh, whomever had taken the son of the chaser was going to be in for a terrible time when Worm was done with them. The lion had noticed Rpy's absence when he had woken up in the morning, but he had figured the other was just out and about, exploring yet again. Worm couldn't blame him, considering how the small tiger hadn't really had a chance to experience all of the camp yet, and he was probably curious about all of the others that resided within the town. Needless to say, Worm wasn't very worried about it when he first woke up, and ye went through most of the day without being too worried about it either. Roy was a strong and smart kid, so Worm usually wasn't too worried about him being snatched. At least, he wasn't as worried as he was for someone like say, Moth. However, it seems that he had been a fool in just assuming that Roy would be able to hold off an attack.
As the day came closer and closer to it's close, Worm felt his worry began to compound, wondering where the hell the tiger was more and more as time went on. Eventually he decided to go searching, letting his paws carry him throughout the entire territory, looking around for any sign of his son. As his searching continued, becoming longer, Worm could feel himself getting frantic. Panic was burning his chest before long, until eventually he came upon... the last signs of Roy in the territory. The last lingering scents of the boy, mixed in with the disgusting scent of the Pitt. Almost immediately he felt his lips pull back in a sneer, both exhaustion and rage gripping him as he turned and roared, his claws digging into the mucky earth beneath him, the lion finding himself wishing that it was the head of some scumbag Pittian, "They took Roy! The fucking Pitt took Roy!" The lion found himself pacing around in circles, his jaw clenched as he mumbled furiously, looking not dissimilar to the lions in zoos, moving back and forth along the wall that enclosed them, "I can't believe they fucking took Roy... they took my son. I am going to fucking kill them all!"
As the day came closer and closer to it's close, Worm felt his worry began to compound, wondering where the hell the tiger was more and more as time went on. Eventually he decided to go searching, letting his paws carry him throughout the entire territory, looking around for any sign of his son. As his searching continued, becoming longer, Worm could feel himself getting frantic. Panic was burning his chest before long, until eventually he came upon... the last signs of Roy in the territory. The last lingering scents of the boy, mixed in with the disgusting scent of the Pitt. Almost immediately he felt his lips pull back in a sneer, both exhaustion and rage gripping him as he turned and roared, his claws digging into the mucky earth beneath him, the lion finding himself wishing that it was the head of some scumbag Pittian, "They took Roy! The fucking Pitt took Roy!" The lion found himself pacing around in circles, his jaw clenched as he mumbled furiously, looking not dissimilar to the lions in zoos, moving back and forth along the wall that enclosed them, "I can't believe they fucking took Roy... they took my son. I am going to fucking kill them all!"
[glow=black,2,300]THE FREEDOM OF FALLING[/glow]
— Reggan