real crowd pleaser - private for now

[SWORDSKIT.]

IF SOMETHING GOES A LITTLE WRONG
WELL YOU CAN GO AHEAD AND BRING IT ON

When she turned around to face him, he could feel a twisting feeling of unease settle within him and he had half the mind to flee yet his paws were frozen to the ground. She was already near him within a few steps, his ears pressing flat against his skull noticing how the lioness began to circle him only to stop where he had come from. The feeling of dread settling itself further within his chest but he tried to remain positive as he mewed with his gaze glancing to the ground "Thank you... My dad named me... What's your name, miss?" He could feel the fear squeezing at his chest but he was determined to reassure himself in some way and this was it. Keeping conversation though his blood ran cold at what she said next making him furrow his nonexistent eyebrows at her and frowned wanting to argue back to her. She was wrong. His parents did deserve him... But... Didhe deserve them? He had snuck out when his father had told him to stay in the corner to think about what he did. Was he a horrible son for disobeying?

He felt his fur puffing up slightly as he said with a sudden hiss "How would you know!? You're just some lost lady in the woo-" Suddenly, he was struck back and sent flying with a smack from the lionesses' horn. He hit the roots of a tree feeling anger and fear as the woman laughed at him, his pupils widening as he ignored the cut he had gotten from the sharp horn. She had smacked him close to a tree with a hole within it... Maybe he could go there to avoid her. He swallowed slowly to himself unable to move once more paralyzed by fear. It dawned on him suddenly. He could die here. Tears pricked at his eyes slightly.

And no one would know.

— Reggan