02-11-2020, 12:00 AM
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AURUM
DO NO HARM BUT TAKE NO SHIT !
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It had once been somewhat common knowledge that Red raised chickens in his spare time. It wasn't exactly the sort of thing that you would learn on your first day as a Tangler, and it was hardly the gossip of the town, but it was something that several of them had known, just out of common sense. After all, the large mutated gorilla could've seen around the chickens every so often, and it wasn't as if they'd survive great on their own with all the predators that could be about, so it only made sense that Red took care of them. Aurum had found it charming and sort of sweet, offering to help however he could despite his lack of solid knowledge when it came to chicks and chickens. It had been nice, like most things surrounding Red had been, at least to Aurum. However, it also meant one thing. The proxy now heavily associated the sight of chicks and chickens with memories of Red, and since the male was hardly around anymore, the sight of such creatures had a tendency to make Aurum a little choked up, even if he tried his damndest not to show it. After all, it was stupid. He and Red had been friends, yes, but he had been the one with his stupid feelings. He had gotten too attached. He shouldn't be all teary eyed just at the sight of chickens.
However, even though he acknowledged how ridiculous it was, that didn't really change the way that he felt. This was why, when the lion spotted Sam emerging from the entrance of the junkyard with a tiny chick in tow, it felt like someone had punched him in the gut, stealing the air right out of his lungs. He found himself just staring for a moment, his mind trying to catch up and calm him down at the same time. He closed his eyes briefly, willing down the sick feeling that ran through his body along with the lump in his throat. He was only half successful in doing so, but he still found himself up on his feet, moving over to Sam and croaking out, "Hey, Sam. You make a new friend?" He gestured to the chick with his head, his tone light and casual despite the smile plastered on his face, which was slightly strained and forced.
However, even though he acknowledged how ridiculous it was, that didn't really change the way that he felt. This was why, when the lion spotted Sam emerging from the entrance of the junkyard with a tiny chick in tow, it felt like someone had punched him in the gut, stealing the air right out of his lungs. He found himself just staring for a moment, his mind trying to catch up and calm him down at the same time. He closed his eyes briefly, willing down the sick feeling that ran through his body along with the lump in his throat. He was only half successful in doing so, but he still found himself up on his feet, moving over to Sam and croaking out, "Hey, Sam. You make a new friend?" He gestured to the chick with his head, his tone light and casual despite the smile plastered on his face, which was slightly strained and forced.
━ I'M GONNA WIN.┆PROUD. WARM. PROTECTIVE. ━
— Reggan