RETURN TO SENDER •• cub return

[T. ROUX]

[glow=white,1,400]GONNA MAKE YOU SORRY THAT YOU MET ME, GONNA MAKE YOUR INSIDES HURT !｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

The moment he had been scooped up by the jaws of the larger jaguar instead of going limp by instinct, the large cub would let out angry growls and writhe though there wasn't much use in struggling or trying to get free. Besides, if he kept struggling like that he would lose the prize that was currently within his small jaws; part of Caesar's tail. Just wait until Michael saw it, he would think twice again before referring him to as kiddo or doubting he couldn't handle a fight at his age because of "baby fat". Bullshit excuse was what Trygve Roux had believed it to be if he ever heard such a thing, he could handle his own pretty well even if he had gotten burnt and there were now clawmarks on his shoulders where Caesar had dug his claws. But Aine, just the thought of her name his heart skip a beat, had made sure that all his wounds had been treated. She was an angel. He frowned through the tail feeling his face grow hot not realizing that he had ended up getting more than just a few new burns on his body but rather the flame of a small crush ignited within his heart. Oh god, he didn't know how he'd handle the feeling but he wished to see her once more. His mind distracted but the moment he was finally put down, the cub whipped around (moreso almost tripped due to his fresh injuries) to face Kydobi letting out a loud growl. His pupils still narrowed into dangerous slits but his stiff stance would relax at the sound of him being able to visit. He could see Aine again! His heart would race within his chest, he felt like it was going to run out of his chest. It fucking scared him. "Fine, I'll let you live." He finally spoke spitting out his prize to the side wincing at the pain his body felt.

The next few words that left the older jaguars maw was quite the lift to his young ego, he pawed at the tail for a moment glancing down at it only to glare at Kydobi with his fur still puffed out "Fuck yeah, I did! Stupid highlighter looking idiot shoulda never touched me!" He growled confidently rising to his paws once more puffing out his chest just a little bit, hearing the the Pitt Ardent's next few words made his tufted ears perk forward. Training. Something Michael had refused him during to being too young, of course, he didn't know if Kydobi would also await the day he turned six months old but either way it made his paws itch with excitement. He had been lucky to even hold off Caesar, he hadn't really known how to fight. So, if he ever ran into the bastard again, well, Trygve Roux wanted to give him absolute hell the next time they met. He wanted to be strong for his family, his friends, and himself. "I'm listening," Was all he would say for now, he turned to face the direction of his home spreading out his tiny wings. He wondered what his family would think once they saw him. Probably as a reckless idiot but Ry felt so much more than that. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]