Beneath the pines

Emerald and amethyst eyes were fixated on the hallowed log, intensely focused on his object of interest as he beckoned the bobcat to emerge from its lair. He didn’t notice Ravana emerge from the sidelines, creeping out of the underbrush to boldly approach him amid his confrontation. An ear flicked in her direction, her voice momentarily drawing his attention but he kept his gaze focused on the log, watching as the feline crawled slowly out of its hiding place.

It leaped onto the log, defiantly swiping at him, trying to protect its domain. As is the log did not belong to the Sultan. Another enraged snarl, and Sephiran was lunging at the feline, grabbing it by the neck to violently throw it onto the ground. Right in front of Ravana.

What will you do to it? Will you make it suffer? Her words echoed in his mind, blood dripping from his jowls as he watched the bobcat scramble back to its paws. He’d injured it, but it wasn’t a grievous injury- there was enough fight in it for Sephrain to explore. “Ravana.” He says, deep baritones rumbling from his maw, his intense, manic gaze shifting to the small girl. “Will you make it suffer?” A question and a command, paws shuffling beneath him as the Sultan took a step back. Forcing Ravana into the crosshairs of the bobcats fury.

"Sephiran Saxe"