Quasar restlessly shifted from paw to paw, and his tails curled and coiled around each other. He meant every word, but he wanted to physically throw them into Vaas’s skull or otherwise cram them into the tiger’s mind. Words carried little weight on their own; why couldn’t people just change their mindset over night? He wished he could. And he thought Vaas might feel the same frustration at this unending war against your own mind.
“Isn’t that always the goal? To outlive. By any means necessary.” His yellow ears flicked back, and he glanced at Rhinestonestar, nervously anticipating a poor reaction from his adoptive father. But he leaned on his zealous independence to speak candidly. “I’m glad you did….”
He stood back, glancing between Rhinestonestar and Vaas as the two embraced. Deep physical contact like that rarely appealed to Quasar, and he stood away by choice. Yet one corner of his maw turned up in a lopsided smirk, as he’d anticipated this. Oh, hadn’t he seen this coming a month or more ago! Quasar covered his uncontainable smirk with a green paw, but his flicking tail tips betrayed his amusement.
“You’re the older brother I always wanted.” Quasar said the words with no hesitation, and he grinned wider after the confession. “So you better accept I’m your hermanito. Cause I’m not giving you much choice.”
can't let the hands of time enslave us.
that's not how i'll go!
like the men we are
that's not how i'll go!
————— ⬆ ————— pharaoh — dating kole — descendants of the departed ————— ⬇ —————
these memories fade to stardust, let's brave the world like the men we are