We've A New Life

N/A · 07-12-2014, 10:52 PM

As if it wasn't bad enough that Nalyda's old caretaker had given them a certainly unwelcome visit, things were about to get ugly yet again. Kar would flick his ears back when he heard the cawing of crows. Any happiness, any peace of that moment was gone. Just when he thought they were somewhere safe, somewhere alone, here comes some other brute. Such agitation would well up in Kar, hackles raising as lime green orbs shot daggers at this other man. This damn silver brute, who dared come up to Nalyda, playing the part of a man seeking attention, flashing such a gentleman like smile when he surely was not. He would not act for Nalyda, but when this man did not back down there was no way in hell Kar himself would not act.

The male had his head and tail align with his spine, ears laying flat against his skull, eyes narrowing, brow furrowing, and lips pulling back in a snarl. Chin would tip forward, neck scrunching as he prepared himself. He would roll his shoulders forward, knees bent and ready. His core was tightened, weight distributed and even. "Over my dead body, brute." Kar would act, not wasting any more time. He would aim to slam his left side of his body against the left side of his foe, jaws snapping towards the other's face to discourage him using his fangs to aim low, and perhaps flinch away instead. He was not going to lose Nalyda. Not now.

Not ever.

Speech, Thought

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