Starting to sounder like a bad time

Carnage. Ah, how he's fucking living for the carnage of it. Tide is shining, brilliant, as he yanks on the nearest pig. Grabbing at its heel, wrenching it closer. Dragging his way up the beast with scrambling claws and gnashing teeth. This is fun, far more fun than he's had in a long time. Fighting something on land instead of at sea? It works out much better for him.

As Pyxis urges the mother pig toward the edges, Tide springs to follow. Vicious and snarling, hackles up, the boy does everything he can to make himself look larger than he actually is. Snapping and brilliant, this is where Tide is at his most confident. Even as one of the hogs grabs at his hind leg, Tide can't be slowed, can't be stopped.

"Tide"