11-11-2020, 02:36 AM
Screaming was never a good sign, and that was not something that someone needed to be trained as a bounty hunter for in order to know. Pretty much no matter the circumstances, screaming either meant that something was wrong, or something was about to be very wrong. As usual, that seemed to be the case as screaming came echoing into the sky from Palmclan's camp, causing Number Nine to look up with wide eyes. He had been on the beach, sunbathing and trying to get a bit of warmth into his wings through the chill of the air, but it seemed as though he was needed elsewhere. Or rather, anybody was needed there. Nine wasn't sure of what the exact circumstances were that had let to the frantic yell of Dovah's name and the shrieking that came afterwards, but he heavily doubted that it was anything good. With this in mind, the jaguar abandoned his quest for warmth, taking off into the air and heaving off in the direction of the Palmclan camp. Thankfully, his wings would allow him to get there before too much more chaos transpired.
Sure enough, when Number Nine did arrive on the scene, he found that things had certainly gone to shit. Rhine was trying to tend to an obviously injured Dovah, screaming for their sole medicine cat, and Quasar was standing there shocked, looking like the prime culprit of this whole business. Unlike Rhinestone, who had the utmost faith in his son, Number Nine didn't doubt that a fight could get out of hand, so it wasn't long before he landed just behind Quasar. He then stretched his neck out, aiming to grab the apprentice by the scruff of the neck, and drag him several steps back and away from Dovah. As he did so, he spoke in a gruff tone, flower covered eyes glaring daggers down at the canine, "What the hell did you do, kid? Dovah looks like he got possessed by a damn ghost." Nine honestly didn't mean to be so harsh on Quasar, but he just couldn't help it. Things had ended in someone getting injured, and the bounty hunter found that he just couldn't let things slide. He needed to know what had happened, and what needed to be punished, if anything.
Sure enough, when Number Nine did arrive on the scene, he found that things had certainly gone to shit. Rhine was trying to tend to an obviously injured Dovah, screaming for their sole medicine cat, and Quasar was standing there shocked, looking like the prime culprit of this whole business. Unlike Rhinestone, who had the utmost faith in his son, Number Nine didn't doubt that a fight could get out of hand, so it wasn't long before he landed just behind Quasar. He then stretched his neck out, aiming to grab the apprentice by the scruff of the neck, and drag him several steps back and away from Dovah. As he did so, he spoke in a gruff tone, flower covered eyes glaring daggers down at the canine, "What the hell did you do, kid? Dovah looks like he got possessed by a damn ghost." Nine honestly didn't mean to be so harsh on Quasar, but he just couldn't help it. Things had ended in someone getting injured, and the bounty hunter found that he just couldn't let things slide. He needed to know what had happened, and what needed to be punished, if anything.
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[/td][td][div style="margin-top: -6px; margin-left: 5px; height: 75px; width: 250px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8px;"]NUMBER NINE is a MALE JAGUAR with HE/HIM pronouns. he is a WARRIOR of PALMCLAN and is 52 months old. he is a BOUNTY HUNTER and is married to LEWIS. he has NO POWERS but is HIGHLY TRAINED. he is physically HARD and mentally MEDIUM. attack in #a97579. played by STILLY.[/td][/tr][/table]