when pigs fly

*Tyrian* · 10-04-2019, 02:54 PM

Tyrian scooted further out on the branch and then took a deep breath. Sparrow had claws. He'd said she wouldn't and yet somehow she had, which now meant they were similar enough for her to be smug. And her smugness irked him which meant he had to do everything in his power to maintain his superiority. Which was why this was really, really going to hurt.

After digging his front claws into the wood, Tyrian leaned back and allowed gravity to slowly pull him down. He lowered himself slowly so that his claws had a chance to gouge their way down the side of the branch and he wouldn't accidentally shake himself loose. The boy was successful; soon enough he was hanging from the branch by his front claws. And he was right - it did hurt to support all of his weight with them.

Swallowing the pain, he forced himself to speak normally so she wouldn't know how badly he was hurting. "See? Easy peasy. If you're really strong you can do this too." He kicked his hind feet, swinging them nonchalantly, to emphasis how easy it was. Hopefully when it was her turn to try it would hurt too much. Then she would know what he already knew - he was still better than her.

"Speech"

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when pigs fly

Sparrow!

Tyrian