10-08-2019, 11:08 PM
The lion was startled out of his thoughts while wandering through the territory by the sound of shouting, and his ears immediately pinned against his head when he heard the actual words leaving the other male's mouth. He didn't know what the fuck Redsteel was talking about, with some strange comment about a "witch", but the newly promoted guardsman didn't really like the implication that whoever this asshole was, he was going to set the place on fire. This was his home, and it was now even his job to protect it, so the lion stretched out his wings and ambled over to where Redsteel was, glad that he wasn't in his tiny new form at the moment. When he saw the winged canine before him, his eyes narrowed and he stepped forward from the shadows of the swampland, annoyance clear in his tone as he rumbled softly at the other male, "Excuse me, I don't know who the hell you are, or what you're talking about, but I'd appreciate it if you didn't set our fucking territory on fire, since this is the territory of Tanglewood, and you'll have quite a few people on your ass if you decide to "burn us down to the ground". So would you mind giving me your name and why you're here, or am I going to have to run you out of here?" He knew he was being hostile, which wasn't something he usually did with those that showed up at the border, but Redsteel had started off the interaction with hostility, and his threats against their lands didn't exactly endear Wormwood to him in the slightest.
When it really came down to it, Worm had no goddamn idea what Redsteel was talking about while he waited at their border, threatening someone that he didn't even know if he was familiar with. He didn't know of anybody here who called themselves a witch, and he also didn't know of anyone with someone chasing after them, but he supposed if they had someone coming after them, they probably wouldn't have shared it with everyone around them. He could already see the disgust and claustrophobia on Redsteel's face as the male stood in front of him, and he found himself wanted to defend Tanglewood's territory the best he could, even though when he had joined he had disliked their territory a great deal as well. However, he had grown used to the humid swampy environment that Tanglewood resided in, and even found that he sort of liked it. However, the guardsman was also unaware of everything that Red had gone through to get here, so perhaps he was being a bit judgemental without a firm basis. He couldn't really help it – Red had just made a pretty shitty first impression, which was something that was usually very hard to fix.
When it really came down to it, Worm had no goddamn idea what Redsteel was talking about while he waited at their border, threatening someone that he didn't even know if he was familiar with. He didn't know of anybody here who called themselves a witch, and he also didn't know of anyone with someone chasing after them, but he supposed if they had someone coming after them, they probably wouldn't have shared it with everyone around them. He could already see the disgust and claustrophobia on Redsteel's face as the male stood in front of him, and he found himself wanted to defend Tanglewood's territory the best he could, even though when he had joined he had disliked their territory a great deal as well. However, he had grown used to the humid swampy environment that Tanglewood resided in, and even found that he sort of liked it. However, the guardsman was also unaware of everything that Red had gone through to get here, so perhaps he was being a bit judgemental without a firm basis. He couldn't really help it – Red had just made a pretty shitty first impression, which was something that was usually very hard to fix.
[glow=black,2,300]THE FREEDOM OF FALLING[/glow]
— Reggan