Ænima
02-02-2021, 08:39 PM
Tiberius Nero Superior ability breeds superior ambition Tiberius looked back to his friend, who was slowly coming to. The bird could be so dramatic, and he hoped that was what Magni was up to this time; the surf had not be kind to either of them, but the raven was much more fragile than he. He dipped to offer another push with his snout, single eye lifting to look around again. A figure was suddenly where before there had been none, and Tiberius was quick to act. Lips curled back in a snarl as he moved to stand over the pile of feathers, making sure to show off his elongated fangs. Wet fur bristled as best it could in the cold, body moving in a defensive position. The other's body language didn't immediately make the male think he was in danger, but he would not tolerate anyone thinking he, or worse his friend, was an easy target. Her words were sharp in the evening air, and Tiberius took them perhaps more harshly than she had intended. A low growl rumbled in his chest, though he visibly winced at the pins and needles within his lungs at the effort. He took a slow, deep breath to calm the tissue, before finding his rather scathing voice. "If sarcasm's all you have to offer, you can get the fuck out of here." Tones were strained from his swim, more raspy than normal. "I've no time to bother with mockery. You can find another to antagonize." Another warning growl, and this time he didn't flinch from the pain; he wanted to show he meant business, and would gladly fight if that was what was required. Pale green eye watched her carefully, tired muscles flexing as he tested what strength he had left. |