el tigre

Watching Mortis scurry up the tree with far more grace than Azure seemed to have was interesting and he wondered what gave him the better ability to do so. Of course, there was a difference between their paws, but Magnus hardly knew how such differences effected the two boys. Once the skin was strung up and Mortis was back on the ground, he sighed a bit in relief, thankful the boy hadn't managed to hurt himself while on his watch. Well, yet anyway.

"It's definitely interesting." He smiled, listening as he mentioned the snow fight he and his sister had had. He kept quiet then, absorbing the words of family and that he held some amount of importance to Mortis, and even Sirius if he'd felt the same. He hardly assumed Azure would hold him to the same standard, or even Aslatiel, but he didn't let it bother him. He wasn't true family afterall, but the sentiment was nice and he enjoyed feeling included, even if only by the eldest child.

His attention was grabbed from his thoughts when Mortis spoke of the coyote and he turned, eyes casting on the approaching pack of pesky scavengers. A snarl rippled through his clenched teeth as he held back obscenities he feared saying in front of a child. His fur bristled as he charged at the approaching canines before skidding to a stop and baring his side, tail flagged high into the air as he warned the dogs. The tiger was enough of a risk for one day, he didn't need these mongrels jeopardizing it any further.

"Speech!"

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