ANIMAL IN ME / typhoon cub

[deimos]

Blood pumped. He had been on a walk, trying to decide decently what kind of life he'd try to live from now on. From being stuck here in the Pitt, with his father, labeled a traitor to other groups because of it, to the actual personality he'd want to bring to light. His eyes shifted a bit, as he raised them towards the group of people in the distance. His breathing was rippling, weakened by the metal infection. But it didn't take long for Piers to start to pick up the pace, then run.

And without second thought, a screech emitted from the child, the rather large bodied adolescent aiming to slam into Caeser's side and throw his fireball off path. He didn't care. It was fighting, and it was all smashed together. Bad. Bad. Bad. His body shook, with wracking cries as he backed up towards Trygve, his own body shivering as the infection pulled on him, fatiguing him. He shouldn't be out here, in the first place.

Piers was weak. Wasn't he? His eyes stared at Caeser, wide, his mouth opened, then snapping close, before looking towards Trygve. And he spoke, with a strained voice, towards the other child. "Take yourself and run. It's.. it's not safe here. Tell.. Tell Tanglewood I'm okay. Please." He said, his ears flat against his head.

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