Present tense

*Askan* · 07-19-2020, 01:07 PM

Wow. Askan had met all kinds of unsavoury folks but this guy took the cake. His words dripped sarcasm, so thick and bitter than Askan wrinkled his nose as though they smelled bad. It was so petty too, like the stranger had well and truly gone out of his way to be a dickhead, that he was all exhibitionist about it too, he was howling into the wind that he was indeed a prat. He was so taken back by the stranger's assholery that for a long lingering moment he didn't know what to do or say, but his mind quickly snapped back on and he rolled his eyes so hard they hurt.

"Very original. You got your manners from a cat too?" Askan asked, his voice equally as venomous. "I only asked cause I've never seen that before, " he motioned with a sharp stab of his snout to the rabbits dangling from the stick. "But sure, go ahead and be a dick." He went on, as though he wasn't awfully and thoroughly offended.

Maybe he could have gone about this a different way, could have phrased his question nicer and dropped the attitude, but why should he? He was of the mentality that it was most effective to fight fire with fire, that no matter how much he got burned as long as he came out on top then it was all worth it in the end. But this guy? Askan wasn't even sure why he was bothering, why he let his crass words slip beneath his skin. But they did and he couldn't help but feel as though he deserved some recompense, or at least the stranger be punished in some shape or form.

And then as if on cue.

Askan didn't notice it immediately, too wrapped up in his bitter thoughts to even care. But then he saw it; a cat far large than any he'd ever seen. Unlike the cat he'd encountered at the Briar it had a golden pelt with a little tuft of fur on the tip of it's tail. It moved across the rocks with ease, making no effort to mask it's approach or it's intent. It wanted the rabbits, or in other words it wanted an easy meal.

"Speaking of, looks like your buddy is here. "Askan pointed out, not quite sure what he intended to do next.

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