05-08-2020, 10:59 PM
'Oh no.'
That was not good. Not at all. Upon hearing the deep rumble of Gael's voice, he lowered to his haunches and tried to bury himself into the sand dunes (which did not help whatsoever). Unfortunately, that didn't seem to help. The Pittian continued on with a question, causing his tiny ears to fold back against his skull. He couldn't help but to worry of what punishment was coming up. Trespassing was no joke, especially within an enemy's territory. Nevertheless, despite his obvious flustering, Atticus tried to appear cool.
The Tanglewood kitten rose to a confident stance, promptly shaking the sand out of his fur. He puffed out his chest and stood tall. "No, I'm where I'm supposed to be," he declared stubbornly. His yellow eyes looked the vulpine up and down, letting out a defensive snort. "Who are you? Are you supposed to be here?" The childish side of Atticus was clearly to divert the problem onto Gael. "You don't look all big and scary, now do you?" At least that's the impression most Pittian's gave off and what he had heard. Obviously, his view was skewed. Tanglewood's ideals of The Pitt had left some bad influences on him, despite his interaction with Sweeney.
Getting ready to make his next comment, Atticus was crudely interrupted. As he was unaware of the other fox's arrival, her move landed successfully. The stout kitten lost his balance easily and fell into the sand with a soft thump. Looking up at his attacker with wide, yellow eyes, he felt a wave of relief run over him. It was only her. "Hi Sweeney," he commented sweetly. A smile raised upon his maw. With that said, he tried to maneuver his way out from under her, but due to their size different, he remained crushed between her and the floor. "How are you, moo?"
He offered a short glance towards Gael. A cheeky smile followed. His lies didn't last that long, did they?
That was not good. Not at all. Upon hearing the deep rumble of Gael's voice, he lowered to his haunches and tried to bury himself into the sand dunes (which did not help whatsoever). Unfortunately, that didn't seem to help. The Pittian continued on with a question, causing his tiny ears to fold back against his skull. He couldn't help but to worry of what punishment was coming up. Trespassing was no joke, especially within an enemy's territory. Nevertheless, despite his obvious flustering, Atticus tried to appear cool.
The Tanglewood kitten rose to a confident stance, promptly shaking the sand out of his fur. He puffed out his chest and stood tall. "No, I'm where I'm supposed to be," he declared stubbornly. His yellow eyes looked the vulpine up and down, letting out a defensive snort. "Who are you? Are you supposed to be here?" The childish side of Atticus was clearly to divert the problem onto Gael. "You don't look all big and scary, now do you?" At least that's the impression most Pittian's gave off and what he had heard. Obviously, his view was skewed. Tanglewood's ideals of The Pitt had left some bad influences on him, despite his interaction with Sweeney.
Getting ready to make his next comment, Atticus was crudely interrupted. As he was unaware of the other fox's arrival, her move landed successfully. The stout kitten lost his balance easily and fell into the sand with a soft thump. Looking up at his attacker with wide, yellow eyes, he felt a wave of relief run over him. It was only her. "Hi Sweeney," he commented sweetly. A smile raised upon his maw. With that said, he tried to maneuver his way out from under her, but due to their size different, he remained crushed between her and the floor. "How are you, moo?"
He offered a short glance towards Gael. A cheeky smile followed. His lies didn't last that long, did they?
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WHAT IS IT ABOUT THEM ?
atticus — former pittian — they're nothing but unstable