Fear // open

[COSMIIX]

STARK F.

MALE — SNOWBOUNDER — HOVER FOR TAGS

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As much as he would have loved to say that it was non-existent with him, it was the opposite. He had several fears back when he had his reign and even now he still had a few of them, one smaller than others but still fear nonetheless. The tiger had been minding his own business just roaming around since his insomnia wasn't planning on letting him rest, he could hear muffled noises and it made his muscles tense up slightly. He slowly walked forward glancing around soon making out the familiar voice that belonged to Killua, both curved ears angled forward as he stepped forward finding Jacob on the floor and Killua asking what herb Jacob needed. "Fuck," Stark muttered taking a few careful steps over to not step over any of the herbs glancing down towards Jacob letting out his own shaky breath "Hey. . . You alright, son? What's the matter?" Concern was glazed in his warm coffee bean pools only to turn his head briefly in the direction of the white serval asking with a curt nod "How long has he been like this?" He could feel his heart racing within his chest trying to figure out what to do, he had never been put into one of these situations but he wasn't to complain. There was always a first for everything.

#psychosocial.