Even the insane need a home.

The man would speak again, the words the fell from his tongue drenched in sarcasm and acidic gaze would once again narrow though his features would remain tactfully impassive. "Good... You won't need your tongue then..." Kylar would rumble, looking to Cat as if looking for confirmation that he could in fact take the man's tongue from his mouth. But before anything the male would attempt to retreat, putting a bit more distance between them then he would address Cat. Kylar would immediately take a threatening step forward, looking to move his body more in front of Cat by placing his left paw in front of his wife. "You think that pond scum such at you is worthy of even being in the presence of the Queen?" Kylar would scoff, chin tipping up as if waving the boy off but he was not done. This was the most alive he had felt in months, the most grounded he had felt since the death of his daughter. No he needed to make this male remember it all. His defences would slide into place with practiced ease, joints loosening to lower his centre of gravity, toes splaying to provide any extra balance as claws flexed and dug into the earth for traction. Eyes would narrow, lips curling to gather loose flesh around orbs, ears flattening against his skull. Hackles lifted as shoulders rolled forward, neck arching to protect throat, chin tipping down to add extra protection before jaw would unhinge. Stomach would tuck to gather core strength, back arching slightly as tail snapped out behind him in a neutral position that could easily be manipulated up more to be used as a rudder or to be dropped and tucked in case of attack. Hind left paw would slide backwards slightly, leaning back in preparation as he flashed the male a grin. With no warning Kylar would coil powerful haunches and launch himself forward, attempting to send his own massive frame crashing into the male. Already at a bit of an angle from shielding Cat from the mans view Kylar would attempt to throw his right shoulder into the male's chest, looking to hit his own shoulder into the outer right side of his opponents chest, in between chest bone and shoulder at the joint. Simultaneously jaws would seek to streak forward, looking to arch over the males shoulder and come down along his spine just behind his shoulder blades. Head would attempt to twist so the top of his nose faced the male's opposite side as jaws gaped, looking to latch his upper jaw on the left side of the male's spine and lower jaw one the right [closest to kylar] side. He wanted to put as much pressure as possible on the discs and nerves there. Front right leg would lift at the same time, looking to snake forward and hook around the male's right front leg around the middle of his leg between the two main joints. He would attempt to snatch the mans leg out from beneath him. Kylar's weight would tactfully redistribute into remaining 3 legs to accommodate his tripod stance.

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