what brings us together

OOC: set during the festival

“HEY!” Tyrian yelled as he approached the mountain lion. His stance was angry; his hackles standing on end. “That’s MINE.” The big cat was standing over a deer leg. The leg was the boy’s supper. To save himself the effort of hunting his father had bought it and a few other pieces from one of the vendors and divvied them up between the kids.

It was unwise to challenge the cat and Tyrian knew it. He didn’t want to fight and he thought that if he talked a big talk and acted like he was willing to fight for it, the cat would back off. He was banking on the knowledge that the island was teeming with wolves thanks to the festival and that the cat, knowing this as well, would be easily dissuaded from violence.

The young mountain lion, full of his oats, was not. He neither appreciated nor was intimidated by the boy pup’s aggressive display. After patiently waiting (perhaps hoping the boy would back down) for Tyrian to get within range, the mountain lion lunged for him, aiming to strike him across the face with a clawed paw.