03-26-2020, 09:30 PM
☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —
She's just a child. She's just a child. Jervis's child, but a child nonetheless. Aurum's thoughts chanted rhythmically at him as he approached the scene of Sweeney's little "attack", fighting against the primal urge that roared inside for him to tear forward towards the Pitt scent and rip until there was nothing left. At one time, the proxy might've been ashamed by the vicious instincts that came along with the scent of the Pitt anywhere near his home, but that was a time long passed. A time before the Pitt had hurt Red, and Sam, and Beck, and Moth, and everyone else that he cared about. Still, Sweeney was just a child, and seemingly not the smartest child at that. It would be immoral to attack her, especially when she was surrounded by other children – Feza included. This did not stop the tigon from grinding his teeth slightly as he approached, sinking his claws into the ground and releasing them, his swollen stomach reminding him that he would have to deal with his own children possibly causing trouble soon. Hopefully they would be nowhere near the level of a Callahan, however.
Taking a deep breath inward, Aurum allowed his shoulders to relax before he sat on the other side of Ivan, lifting his chin up to glare down at the child. The dry scent that clung to her pelt made him want to puke, and he couldn't help but think of how horrified Moth would be if she knew her children were interacting with a Pittian, child or not, "Sweeney. You should not be here, child. I will escort you back to the Pitt, now." He supposed perhaps Leroy would've wanted him to try and sway the child over to their side, but that would only cause more trouble in the long run. There was no doubt Kydobi would lose his goddamn mind if one of Jervis's children went missing. Not to mention, he didn't have high hopes for Sweeney suddenly deciding she wanted to be a Tangler.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #722227; font-size: 24px;"][color=#c16f78]— AURUM
#psychosocial.Taking a deep breath inward, Aurum allowed his shoulders to relax before he sat on the other side of Ivan, lifting his chin up to glare down at the child. The dry scent that clung to her pelt made him want to puke, and he couldn't help but think of how horrified Moth would be if she knew her children were interacting with a Pittian, child or not, "Sweeney. You should not be here, child. I will escort you back to the Pitt, now." He supposed perhaps Leroy would've wanted him to try and sway the child over to their side, but that would only cause more trouble in the long run. There was no doubt Kydobi would lose his goddamn mind if one of Jervis's children went missing. Not to mention, he didn't have high hopes for Sweeney suddenly deciding she wanted to be a Tangler.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #722227; font-size: 24px;"][color=#c16f78]— AURUM
— Reggan