COMING OFF A HIGH // o, bloodlust (tw; gore)

[Romulus]

The eyes of the lion redirected towards Aphra. Inferno wasn't raised right and it was clear as to why with her ignorance and selfish attitude. He hadn't known her for long, but given the situation, he knew that there was no getting through her thick skull. Slitted hues narrowed. His arguement came anyways. "He is no wanderer," Romulus managed to shoot back. "If he spills blood on our land and gets us in a predicament, then his actions will fall on us."

He shifted in his spot. His blunt demeanor and tall stature hovered over her with periwinkle hues looking down at her in disgust. "He can run back to The Pitt and choose not to live through the consequences of his bloodshed anytime." Romulus' stature tensed.  "But we will." He would find a way to manage if trouble came, but he couldn't say the same for the rest of the wanderers. In a hypothetical situation such as this, the lion couldn't say that he would necessarily care, but he would at least fight.

A final growl exited him. "I do not care who you copulate with, but do not support the actions of a man who has no sympathy for the land on which he stands." Especially one that would endanger them. He would think she would care, considering her pregnancy, but considering that Inferno 'wasn't raised right,' he knew her selfish nature wouldn't see the travesty in Jormungand's actions.