Toxic Rain
06-25-2019, 08:46 PM
Malleus watched passively as the big cat retched and rolled around on the ground. Clearly it was ill. He likely would have remained a passive observer had not the cat found the strength to be insolent. His ears, which had been pricked forward in interest, swiveled back ever so slightly in indignation. He didn't particularly like the idea of doing battle with a lioness, even a sickly one, but he wouldn't let impertinence go unchallenged no matter what beast it came from. "Every predator," he said tartly, "is a threat until proven otherwise." Even a sick one could be a danger depending on the illness. A rabid lion sounded like a bitch of a thing to get rid of.
Malleus had more to say - would have dismissed the cat's assertion that she had been invited without a thought to its validity to say it - had not Rain interceded on the cat's behalf. His temper, which had begun to flare as he formed the rest of his pithy rebuke, was briefly held in check as he processed Rain's words.
Rain's point wasn't lost on him and Malleus forced himself to swallow the rebuke that so desperately wanted to be loosed. In the right paws a lioness could be a terrible thing to behold. Malleus dipped his head in a subtle show of accedence. It was a bit too early to call it, but Malleus was tempted to believe Rain had done well. "So I see," he commented as his stance shifted ever so slightly away from the battle readiness that he'd walked onto the scene with.
To Cannival, he said, "Any friend of Rain's is welcome to recover here." That wasn't quite true, but this situation demanded that he bend a few rules. To Rain, Malleus said, "Anything you need to see to your friend is yours." He paused a beat, then fixed the poisoner with a meaningful look, "Perhaps while you are tending to her you can school her on the finer points of wolf etiquette."
Malleus had more to say - would have dismissed the cat's assertion that she had been invited without a thought to its validity to say it - had not Rain interceded on the cat's behalf. His temper, which had begun to flare as he formed the rest of his pithy rebuke, was briefly held in check as he processed Rain's words.
Rain's point wasn't lost on him and Malleus forced himself to swallow the rebuke that so desperately wanted to be loosed. In the right paws a lioness could be a terrible thing to behold. Malleus dipped his head in a subtle show of accedence. It was a bit too early to call it, but Malleus was tempted to believe Rain had done well. "So I see," he commented as his stance shifted ever so slightly away from the battle readiness that he'd walked onto the scene with.
To Cannival, he said, "Any friend of Rain's is welcome to recover here." That wasn't quite true, but this situation demanded that he bend a few rules. To Rain, Malleus said, "Anything you need to see to your friend is yours." He paused a beat, then fixed the poisoner with a meaningful look, "Perhaps while you are tending to her you can school her on the finer points of wolf etiquette."