10-10-2020, 12:17 AM
His jaw clenched. The world around him devolved into yelling, insults, and threats. A rolling growl began to rumble from the back of his throat. His claws sank further into the ground, repressed rage rising from the depths of his mind. Atticus' heart pounded with rhythmic thuds and the fur on his scruff pointed to the sky as he shook in place. They were cowards. All of them. They were afraid of the truth. Were they going to stand back and watch their family fall due to their ignorance? 'No. Not again.'
Reality around him descended into a blur. One thing awoke him from his trance, the sound of Tygrve's accusations. He watched as his fellow Roux, one he barely knew, wandered up to turn the situation around. At first, he went after the Kingpin. Not long after, he had the audacity to turn towards Atticus. His blood boiled upon the boy's words and Atticus darted forward on impulse. The tabby attempted to jump on the jaguar's back, making sure to drag his claws on the way up. Once on top, he'd attempt to grab the feline's ears with his claws and rake backwards with his claws, possibly ripping off chunks of Tygrve's ear along the way. Whether or not he was successful, he'd try to remain on Tygrve's back with claws presumably locking in his position. If not, he'd roll to the floor and try to scramble towards Vale.
CRACK!
Wide eyes shot over towards the commotion. A shiver ran through him and his heart sunk into his chest. The sound was too similar to his mother's ribs succumbing under the weight of his home. Atticus merely froze in shock. There was nothing more for him to say.
Reality around him descended into a blur. One thing awoke him from his trance, the sound of Tygrve's accusations. He watched as his fellow Roux, one he barely knew, wandered up to turn the situation around. At first, he went after the Kingpin. Not long after, he had the audacity to turn towards Atticus. His blood boiled upon the boy's words and Atticus darted forward on impulse. The tabby attempted to jump on the jaguar's back, making sure to drag his claws on the way up. Once on top, he'd attempt to grab the feline's ears with his claws and rake backwards with his claws, possibly ripping off chunks of Tygrve's ear along the way. Whether or not he was successful, he'd try to remain on Tygrve's back with claws presumably locking in his position. If not, he'd roll to the floor and try to scramble towards Vale.
CRACK!
Wide eyes shot over towards the commotion. A shiver ran through him and his heart sunk into his chest. The sound was too similar to his mother's ribs succumbing under the weight of his home. Atticus merely froze in shock. There was nothing more for him to say.
THE ONE IN FRONT OF THE GUN LIVES FOREVER
DREAMS OF LIVING LIFE
better off without them — tabby — tanglewood — [url=https://beastsofbeyond.com/index.php?topic=13998.0]tags
WHAT IS IT ABOUT THEM ?
atticus — former pittian — they're nothing but unstable