[glow=white,1,400]BUT THEY'VE WRITTEN MY NAME IN THE STARS. I'VE DEALT WITH GREED AND SCARS !｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
"Shut up, Trygve."
The sound of his full name made him stiffen. Oh, there was definitely something up Brandy's ass today and Trygve wasn't taking a liking to it. A soft snarl of his own escaping his maw, his gaze locked onto Brandy as he would spat back with a lash of his mottled tail "Why don't you make me, Brandykit Roux." If Brandy thought he was the only one able to use a full name then Trygve would be sure to prove him wrong. He would watch the waves collide into one another and it only earned an unimpressed eyeroll from him. Though before he could say anything else that could possibly piss off his cousin, he stopped in his tracks as Brandy snarled at him. His eyes widened for a moment only to shrink back into dangerous slits, a growl leaving him as the words slipped from the tiguar cubs lips. The fur along his spine rose, his claws digging into the sand underneath him as his paws sunk a bit. Brandy was never bothered before when Trygve had brought up Aine. What was wrong with bringing her up now? This was something he didn't understand, Brandy was like a best friend to him aside from his sisters and this was an arrow to the heart. Especially when the words sunk in and rooted themselves into his mind.
"Stop talking about her."
He bit the side of his right cheek trying to keep calm in the situation, he could be calm. He was certain of it. Especially if Brandy was going to be an absolute assheap of shit during this moment, he opened his maw to speak once more with a scowl on his face "What's wrong with you? Last time, I brought Aine up you weren't such a fuckin piece of shit. I know the Pitt is horrible but Aine isn't. She's fuckin different, Brandy. Your head is just so far up your ass that you can't even see that." His next words definitely made Trygve feel a bit of anger bubble within him. He glared daggers at his cousin. "She's a bad idea. Let her go." Suddenly, he remembered that bonfire and how powerful it had been. The flames dancing in the air, radiating with grace. He could feel his insides growing warm and his throat growing dry, his lips peeled back into a snarl "Don't fucking say that about Aine. Ever. You piece of shit,"[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
The sound of his full name made him stiffen. Oh, there was definitely something up Brandy's ass today and Trygve wasn't taking a liking to it. A soft snarl of his own escaping his maw, his gaze locked onto Brandy as he would spat back with a lash of his mottled tail "Why don't you make me, Brandykit Roux." If Brandy thought he was the only one able to use a full name then Trygve would be sure to prove him wrong. He would watch the waves collide into one another and it only earned an unimpressed eyeroll from him. Though before he could say anything else that could possibly piss off his cousin, he stopped in his tracks as Brandy snarled at him. His eyes widened for a moment only to shrink back into dangerous slits, a growl leaving him as the words slipped from the tiguar cubs lips. The fur along his spine rose, his claws digging into the sand underneath him as his paws sunk a bit. Brandy was never bothered before when Trygve had brought up Aine. What was wrong with bringing her up now? This was something he didn't understand, Brandy was like a best friend to him aside from his sisters and this was an arrow to the heart. Especially when the words sunk in and rooted themselves into his mind.
"Stop talking about her."
He bit the side of his right cheek trying to keep calm in the situation, he could be calm. He was certain of it. Especially if Brandy was going to be an absolute assheap of shit during this moment, he opened his maw to speak once more with a scowl on his face "What's wrong with you? Last time, I brought Aine up you weren't such a fuckin piece of shit. I know the Pitt is horrible but Aine isn't. She's fuckin different, Brandy. Your head is just so far up your ass that you can't even see that." His next words definitely made Trygve feel a bit of anger bubble within him. He glared daggers at his cousin. "She's a bad idea. Let her go." Suddenly, he remembered that bonfire and how powerful it had been. The flames dancing in the air, radiating with grace. He could feel his insides growing warm and his throat growing dry, his lips peeled back into a snarl "Don't fucking say that about Aine. Ever. You piece of shit,"[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]