05-06-2018, 05:51 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color: black; padding: 20px"]The screaming catches him off guard. His head whips around at the sound, startled by it's possible meaning. Was someone in trouble? It definitely didn't sound like it, containing more anger and sorrow than one of surprise or pain. But even so, he's hesitant to check out the source--especially when rain begins to pound down outside. He's shocked by the sudden weather change, as it moments ago it had been fairly cloudless outside. The lights flickered and caused his fur to stand on end. His hackles raised, confusion whirling heavy inside his mind.
Maes isn't sure what was going on, but something tempted him to go towards the screaming. He follows it and finds himself outside, the sight of a whirlwind of fire immediately catching his attention, despite the rain pouring down in heavy sheets. What the hell had this kid gotten into now? He had never been fond of Bastillepaw, either, not only because he was rude to one of his closest friends, but because of his bad attitude overall. Really, it would serve well to have some manners slapped into him.
Either way, he's still concerned for him, the sight and the sounds so unsettling to him. But there's not much he can do. He simply watches as Roy and Suite approach, heart heavy in his throat. They were going to get themselves hurt. Before he can rush forward and stop them, though, the fire is suddenly gone and he releases a small huff of relief.
The lab wastes no more time in hurrying over, wanting to make sure none was seriously hurt. Suite's fur was obviously burnt somewhat, but other than that, none seemed to be injured. He lets out the breath he had been holding, glancing over at Roy for a moment, his eyes asking the question he hadn't voiced. What the hell happened here? But evidently, his friend didn't know any better than he did.
Maes isn't sure what was going on, but something tempted him to go towards the screaming. He follows it and finds himself outside, the sight of a whirlwind of fire immediately catching his attention, despite the rain pouring down in heavy sheets. What the hell had this kid gotten into now? He had never been fond of Bastillepaw, either, not only because he was rude to one of his closest friends, but because of his bad attitude overall. Really, it would serve well to have some manners slapped into him.
Either way, he's still concerned for him, the sight and the sounds so unsettling to him. But there's not much he can do. He simply watches as Roy and Suite approach, heart heavy in his throat. They were going to get themselves hurt. Before he can rush forward and stop them, though, the fire is suddenly gone and he releases a small huff of relief.
The lab wastes no more time in hurrying over, wanting to make sure none was seriously hurt. Suite's fur was obviously burnt somewhat, but other than that, none seemed to be injured. He lets out the breath he had been holding, glancing over at Roy for a moment, his eyes asking the question he hadn't voiced. What the hell happened here? But evidently, his friend didn't know any better than he did.