THE CRASHING TIDE- duststorm

[Atticus Roux]

In a sudden change, Atticus felt himself float upwards. Paws flailed wildly throughout the air. The kitten looked down and noticed dark tendrils encircling him, causing him to let out a yowl. "HEY!" he spat. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" Despite wiggling and writhing in Silentgrave's firm grip, the boy did not manage to escape. Panicking, he let out a growl but he was soon silenced. Amber eyes widened as he fell into the darkness of Silentgrave's many tendrils and strange mouth. Unsheathed claws attempted to grab onto whatever he could during his blind encounter, raking his claws at unknown parts vigorously.

Succumbing to the shadows of Silentgrave's mouth would not come so easy for the eccentric Atticus Roux.