11-07-2019, 10:24 PM
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The tiger does not concern himself with the opinions of sheep -
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[OOC: ]
He would be lectured for whatever reason. As if he was the one killing before commanded. That was fine, it was hard not to notice a man of his stature.
He was demanded he to step back from Goldie. A snort would be forced out as he obliged. Whatever.
Then the other tigress would appear and he would smirk. Ears perking at his “treat”
“I bet she’d be quite delicious sweetheart.”, he cooed as he happily obeyed. A big smile was on his maw when it all broke loose. He wanted that damn jaguar to just shut up already. There was nothing the idiot could say to convince this force otherwise.
What did he expect? Them to nod okay and walk away? He was a greater fool than Kanga had initially thought.
Eyes would linger on the jaguar when it all happened. Him greedily watching the ebony cat take on the lion and undeniably have his ass handed to him. The Goliath had wanted to join in and help the winged lion but he saw the fire at play and decided he would rather not get burned. Besides, the jaguar would flee to attack a lioness. A coward.
“A slippery bastard”, he would mutter under his breath.
He would walk around. Tail whipping as his tongue bounced, drool dripping in battle hunger. So much blood, he wanted to join in.
Suddenly a NPC Pittian would be running from one of his comrades. A dark look took over as he chased, laughing at the coyotes terror. There was no chance the smaller canine could escape him. He slapped their hind leg, tripping them over. Elation filled him as they stumbled and tripped over their paws.
Immediately he was on them, mauling and clawing the poor creature. His cowardly companions wouldn’t save his hide. And as the dog begged for their life, that they surrendered, he ignored. Many of the folks on the tigers side had morals to stop them. “Don’t want to be like the pittians” they would claim. But Kanga didn’t give to shits. The dog would cry out again begging and it annoyed him.
He said nothing as he forced all his weight down, immobilizing the Pittian before clenching his powerful jaws around their throat, blood flooding his mouth. A wonderful feeling as he tasted it. Been so long since he hunted.
A bubbly choked cry would be all their last words. The tiger didn’t let go until he felt them go limp. He would raise his head, smeared in crimson and a coppery scent. Who was next?
Blood stained his white maw. It was good.
Eyes would hop from person to person. All engaged. He had half a mind to join in. But he wanted someone for all himself, to kill, to harm, and to dominate.
He looked for Kydobi, but he couldn’t find them in the midst of it all. Anger was bubbling, he just wanted to kill!
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[OOC: ]
He would be lectured for whatever reason. As if he was the one killing before commanded. That was fine, it was hard not to notice a man of his stature.
He was demanded he to step back from Goldie. A snort would be forced out as he obliged. Whatever.
Then the other tigress would appear and he would smirk. Ears perking at his “treat”
“I bet she’d be quite delicious sweetheart.”, he cooed as he happily obeyed. A big smile was on his maw when it all broke loose. He wanted that damn jaguar to just shut up already. There was nothing the idiot could say to convince this force otherwise.
What did he expect? Them to nod okay and walk away? He was a greater fool than Kanga had initially thought.
Eyes would linger on the jaguar when it all happened. Him greedily watching the ebony cat take on the lion and undeniably have his ass handed to him. The Goliath had wanted to join in and help the winged lion but he saw the fire at play and decided he would rather not get burned. Besides, the jaguar would flee to attack a lioness. A coward.
“A slippery bastard”, he would mutter under his breath.
He would walk around. Tail whipping as his tongue bounced, drool dripping in battle hunger. So much blood, he wanted to join in.
Suddenly a NPC Pittian would be running from one of his comrades. A dark look took over as he chased, laughing at the coyotes terror. There was no chance the smaller canine could escape him. He slapped their hind leg, tripping them over. Elation filled him as they stumbled and tripped over their paws.
Immediately he was on them, mauling and clawing the poor creature. His cowardly companions wouldn’t save his hide. And as the dog begged for their life, that they surrendered, he ignored. Many of the folks on the tigers side had morals to stop them. “Don’t want to be like the pittians” they would claim. But Kanga didn’t give to shits. The dog would cry out again begging and it annoyed him.
He said nothing as he forced all his weight down, immobilizing the Pittian before clenching his powerful jaws around their throat, blood flooding his mouth. A wonderful feeling as he tasted it. Been so long since he hunted.
A bubbly choked cry would be all their last words. The tiger didn’t let go until he felt them go limp. He would raise his head, smeared in crimson and a coppery scent. Who was next?
Blood stained his white maw. It was good.
Eyes would hop from person to person. All engaged. He had half a mind to join in. But he wanted someone for all himself, to kill, to harm, and to dominate.
He looked for Kydobi, but he couldn’t find them in the midst of it all. Anger was bubbling, he just wanted to kill!