and a partridge in a pear tree - treespasser

[wormwood.]

i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck

with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest

When one thought of angels, they probably didn't think of angry, vengeful creatures. They probably thought of beautiful and elegant figures bathed in light, with warm smiles and kind natures, and for the most part, Aurum fit that description to a t. He was warm and friendly, always willing to help out and fight for what he believed in, and tended to be very motherly, according to some. However, the side of Aurum that often ended up forgotten was the angry side of him. The angel scorned side that wanted nothing more than to tear apart a world who had let him suffer within the clouds for so long just because that had been his job. His purpose. For the most part, that anger just festered weakly down inside of him, remaining dormant until he needed it for something truly important. It was that rage that controlled his powers, and that rage that had motivated him to do things like absolutely destroy Hastur and Ligur, as well as lash out at Jervis and kill Kydobi. The rage could be useful, most definitely, but he didn't often call upon it, mainly because he didn't often have many reasons to be full of rage. Generally, Aurum was a very happy male, especially ever since he had arrived in Tanglewood. He now had a home, friends and family, and a ranj that he was quite proud of. Not only that, but he had been a part of destroying one of the most ruthless and awful groups around, alongside the other brave members of Tanglewood, The Typhoon, and Elysium. For the most part, Aurum never really was that angry and vengeful – unless you hurt his family.

When Roy had first gone missing, kidnapped by the evil claws of the Pitt, Aurum had been gripped by such a powerful wave of pure fury and agony that he had nearly collapsed, desperation eventually driving him to go and try to rescue his son without help. The suffering had only worsened when he had been attacked by Roy, and he had been forced to see how his son had been brainwashed by the Pitt. If Aurum hadn't already had enough of a reason to go and fight the Pitt with all of his might, Roy just would've finally sealed the deal, and ever since then, Aurum had vowed he wouldn't let the Pitt touch a hair on Roy's body. Not only Roy, but a hair on any of his clanmates bodies. If he saw a Pittian trying to take someone or trespassing on Tanglewood territory, there would be absolutely no mercy for them, and Aurum hadn't thought even once of changing this policy. He had tried time and time again to see the Pittians as people with their own motivations and hearts, but they had the sheer audacity to not only kidnap his son, but to claim that they were in the right and refuse to give up their slaves? It was inexcusable, and it had led to Aurum feeling absolutely no remorse as he had killed Kydobi, even with the horrified looks in the background. Angels could definitely be vengeful, and heaven hath no fury like an angel scorned.

The guardsman had been flying lazily over the territory when the scent of ashes reached his nose, and he immediately felt a spark of anxiety, thinking that something was on fire. Diving down, the lion landed and began to slowly look around, before another scent joined the mix. A scent that made his blood run hot, and made his eyes darken – the Pitt. Faint, but unmistakable. He began to follow the rather clumsy scent trails that Astiar had left behind, sneaking carefully, but when he heard Roy's frantic voice? All bets were off. Aurum was flying through the trees, his powerful muscles launching him forward and towards the bug like dragon and his beloved son. As soon as he had Roy in his sights, he stepped protectively in front of the boy, rumbling softly as he touched his tail to the tiger's shoulder, "Don't worry, Roy. I will make sure he doesn't take anyone." It was then that he called upon the bubbling rage inside, feeling it swell up his chest and into his throat, his fire and earth elementals merging together through sheer force of will alone. The next time the guardsman stepped forward, boiling hot lava began to drip from his mouth, slipping past his fangs and dripping onto the ground, where it immediately scorched it. Fire licked at the fur around the guardsman's front legs as he stepped towards Astiar, caring little of the dragon's task, or how innocent he was. Just by being a Pittian, Astiar was doomed in the eyes of Aurum. Aurum roared with fury as he launched himself forward, lava spewing forth in all directions, "LEAVE, NOW! OR I WILL NOT HESITATE TO EXTERMINATE YOU FROM THIS WORLD." He was a being of sheer anger, and it showed as he threw himself forward, attempting to dig his flame colored claws into Astiar's thick outer scales and get a strong grip. He would then try to bite down hard against the male's flesh, lava pouring forth from his mouth as he did so. He was showing no mercy for Astiar, but the bug that had kidnapped his child deserved none.

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