UNDER YOUR SKIN ☆ o, rumors

[VASS .]

Vaas was not knew to rumors.

To speak out of tounge against the once boss was a challenge when he was in his role. Vaas had come into Palmclan with the mild manner of a deer and offered smiles between his yellow fangs. The facade of it had fallen quickly, Vaas was a tiger of fangs and claws and marred with a blanket of his victories and defeats alike on his pelt. The facade was clear cut ad dry, Vaas was far from dangerous, and it kept those whispers nothing ore than whispers.

Vaas felt his mood sour that day at the sight of the two scampering clan mates of his, the somber set in Rhine's small frame was enough, as he walked past them he let the facade fall with a loud snarl. The prowl of his gait showed his anger, the displeasure, and he enjoyed the petty fear that flashed in their eyes before he moved on.

"Belief is fickle thing, they would rather blame something real than something on the paws of one rather than themselves." of any creature, vaas knew the fraility of faith, of belief, it wasn't so long ago that Vaas' own had shattered, broken and laid to the earth for the clan to bear witness. Instead the water around his cuff flexed at the emotion, melting and freezing rapidly in equal measure as he took a spot among the group. Brushing his tail along the leader's paws before he curled it around his own.

"It's not your fault," Vaas held his tongue, the want to lie the blame on some fallible stars would give them the credit of blame, of belief. Vaas would not belittle the leader for believing in them, everyone needed belief, didn't they? "fear makes anyone rash," Vaas shook his head at the thought, fear could turn into anger, if allowed, scorn was already on the leader? Vaas wondered what there was to do about it, but his concerns were more selfish.

He was more worried about Rhinestonestar, if the careful set to the others frame, the dismissal of their words Vaas let his voice be steel, calm and placid but undeniably true. "it isn't your fault, rey"

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"take me into your heart , accept me as your savior nail me to the fucking cross and let me be reborn" — an antagonist with a silver tongue , a pirate with nothing to loose and everything to gain .  vaas montenegro ; he who lives to fight demons should be weary he himself does not become one ." it's not like i am fucking crazy — "

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