05-12-2018, 12:09 AM
STARK F.
MALE — SNOWBOUNDER — HOVER FOR TAGS
[div style="background-color: #2E4053; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Stark didn't sleep all that often these past few days even with Steve at his side, he had old the other he was just going on a late night walk and well, the other didn't seem too happy about him going alone. The melanistic tigers paws brushed through the snow without much trouble and he would release a soft breath watching a white plume escaping his slightly parted lips. The reactor on his chest lighting a bit of his way, everything was so quiet and Stark could make the faint sounds of prey being nearby. His whiskers twitched briefly catching the scent of a rabbit, the tiger would prowl forward with his head lowered slightly and both rounded ears angled forward to catch the faintest of sounds that would clue him in on the whereabouts of the rodent. Just when he spotted the white furred creature munching at small twigs, the tiger took a few steps forward before a scream rang out interrupting the silence that once filled the area. The tiger would flatten his ears against his cranium beginning to grumble out "Who the fuck was that?" It took him a moment to realize who it was, the striped beast would immediately trot forward in the sound of where pawsteps were coming from and he could see opening of a cave. The smell of blood clinging onto the air making him immediately concerned, he stepped forward to see that it was Killua that was wounded.He was relieved to see that the other was fine but shaken up, he found a gentle smile tugging at his jaws remembering when Killua had once appeared on his borders incredibly wounded. The thought made him want to hold his breath but instead would say with obvious concern in his voice "You alright, son?" He glanced at all of those there adding in a softer voice "I came as soon as I heard. . ." Despite him being old and not as young as he used to be when he was leading a clan all by himself even then he hadn't been very young. Hearing his answer, his warm brown gaze softened immediately as he took a step forward wondering if he was being too confident. 'No. No. It's fine, he'll understand. Deep breath. Be the father that Rock and Licorice didn't have.' He thought carefully reaching out with a large paw placing it on his shoulder murmuring in the most gentlest voice he could ever muster "It's going to be alright. You're gonna be fine, son." He glanced at the ground for a moment before adding staring into the servalline's eyes "If ya ever need anythin' or talk about somethin' then I'm always here for ya. Got it?"