...And The Moon Was Hungry | Bonfire

[wormwood.]

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

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

Y'know, it was ironic, the fact that Aurum seemed to naturally gravitate towards friendships with hyenas, not only because they were natural enemies in the wild, but also because hyenas seemed notoriously hard to deal with, at least in his experience. That wasn't really a slight against Vathmos or Snarl in particular, rather it was just sort of a simple fact he had noticed over time. They seemed so deeply adjusted to the reality of their packs that they had nearly no social experience outside of that, and it tended to make them gruff and rude, as well as constantly vying for dominance. It wasn't that he couldn't understand that fact, but it was certainly something he had to resist an eyeroll over every once in a while. This was one of those times, where the lion had top hold himself back from shaking his head at Snarl's protectiveness over her fire. He thought absently, that she probably wouldn't be this protective over a pup if she ever had one. Biting down to keep from chuckling at his own thoughts, Aurum met Snarl's challenging gaze and mumbled, tilting his head to one side, "Alright, alright, fine... but if you manage to set yourself on fire, I reserve the right to put you out." He had no real desire to fight right now, even if Snarl seemed to be itching for one. If the fire got too out of control, he knew how to shut it down, so he shoved his anxious feelings down, at least for now.

However, it seemed as though the peace could not be kept for long. Vathmos immediately responded to his concern with irritation, a fact that was enough to make the proxy sigh, and then things escalated even further. He could tell both Snarl and Vathmos were growing tired of each other, and he wasn't particularly keen on seeing them trying to rip each other's jugulars out. Tail flicking behind him, Aurum attempted to play mediator, speaking calmly to Snarl, "This fire's open to all, isn't it? As long as Vathmos feels she can handle the heat, she should be allowed to stay." He then focused his attention on Snarl, frowning at the way that the hyena stood, evidently readying herself for a fight. Ears pinning back, the male rumbled to both of them as his tail twitching uneasily behind, "There's no need to be hostile with each other, alright? We're all tanglers, remember?" He wished that would be enough to convince them to settle and get along, but he got the feeling this would only continue escalating, until he had to forcibly rip them apart. He really didn't want to have to do that...

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