Looking For Stars and got the Storm

Voltage continued to glare, huffing when Seertan assured him that he meant no harm. Perhaps it was because he was on edge, his fur ruffled by constant “trespassers” and his own inability to fully settle. He was constantly wracked with worry, constantly pushed and pulled with the tide and this could almost be considered a straw on the camel’s back. Volty normally loved strangers, but this man, with how large he was, and how he so easily moved upon their homeland and looked into their dens, it made his hair rise. He couldn’t handle it, this overwhelming sense of protective instinct that he felt when he looked at this stranger, and the fact that he seemed to seek the more “delicate” of his siblings. It certainly ruffled the boy’s feathers. But then she made an appearance, jumping between the two of them. He stared at her, stormy eyes narrowed but he said nothing. His lips would fall back over canines but that was the only movement he made. Voltage was upset, but that didn’t mean he would have jumped into a needless fight. With a heavy sigh he merely shook his head, his fur slowly falling along his neck. Slowly he lifted his gaze back up to Seertan, his ears lifted and twisting towards him as he listened to his words. And he sighed, heavily. All aggression seemed to flood from him at the very sight of his sister, and with it went his strength. Without his snarling, his curled lips and narrowed eyes, it was obvious how exhausted Voltage seemed to be. And he slumped, slowly lowering to his haunches as he looked to the side, clenching his jaw and staring down at the ground. "I wasn’t gonna hurt him.." Voltage whispered as he looked back up at his sister, offering a small smile as he shook his head. "It’s nice that you’ve made a friend. But next time…warn your big brother when you do, so I can expect company.." His deep voice was tired as he slowly raised himself up to his paws, raising his gaze back up to Seertan. "No, stay. …sorry." He rumbled as he turned his gaze away again, perhaps embarrassed, or perhaps he was settling for the company with his sister in his presence. Either way, he felt his strength just leave him, his scattered sleep and stress and anxiety catching up with him in that moment. "I hope this doesn’t…color your impression of me."

"Burn Baby Burn"