Jun 13 2015, 07:16 PM
Fisher blinked as the pup ran off towards Cancer now that he had caught her something to eat. Ears laying back, he trot on after her, approaching the black cat. As he looked at the feline now, properly looked at him, he felt a shiver down his spine. This gembound was covered in metal, protective, strong stuff. He had bags and all sorts of things-- and the way he stood, so tall, so sure of himself. Fisher wasn't sure...
And with his spiteful, harsh yellow eyes boring into the brown noodle, he called him a Rodent. A Rat. A prey thing. Fisher's pride was hit but he-- for some reason... Fisher's tail twitched as he stared at Cancer, his defensiveness over the small gembound making him feel a strange, twisting knot in his gut. He had enemies, sure, creatures who wanted to hurt him... But no one had ever tried to push him away before, marked someone as Theirs and Not For Him. Was it loneliness that dug at his heart, as he watched the kit (although she did not seem to like Cancer much) practically return to the black feline's side?
He thought he should say something, but what did you say to someone who acted like that? What did you do? "Wh-... You're welcome?" His whole posture seemed to droop, his tail brushing the earth and his ears flat against his skull. He was not a Rodent. He wasn't! Why would anyone say that about him?!
"I was just trying to help, she's too young to control her magic yet-- those things would have killed her." And! And!! "I even got her food, alright? Don't be such a... Such a jerk!" And with that, Fisher felt like he had to run away. He felt a horrible misery that made his eyes sting and his throat swell, hard to swallow. The gembound just wanted to run away and disappear forever-- and he showed it in the timid pawsteps backwards that he made.
And, with one bat of his eyes and a dampness flickering on his eyelids, the brown noodle was streaking off and away in a bolt of dark fur. Away, away, away. He didn't want anyone to see him like this.
;; fisher exit :3 if that's alright~
And with his spiteful, harsh yellow eyes boring into the brown noodle, he called him a Rodent. A Rat. A prey thing. Fisher's pride was hit but he-- for some reason... Fisher's tail twitched as he stared at Cancer, his defensiveness over the small gembound making him feel a strange, twisting knot in his gut. He had enemies, sure, creatures who wanted to hurt him... But no one had ever tried to push him away before, marked someone as Theirs and Not For Him. Was it loneliness that dug at his heart, as he watched the kit (although she did not seem to like Cancer much) practically return to the black feline's side?
He thought he should say something, but what did you say to someone who acted like that? What did you do? "Wh-... You're welcome?" His whole posture seemed to droop, his tail brushing the earth and his ears flat against his skull. He was not a Rodent. He wasn't! Why would anyone say that about him?!
"I was just trying to help, she's too young to control her magic yet-- those things would have killed her." And! And!! "I even got her food, alright? Don't be such a... Such a jerk!" And with that, Fisher felt like he had to run away. He felt a horrible misery that made his eyes sting and his throat swell, hard to swallow. The gembound just wanted to run away and disappear forever-- and he showed it in the timid pawsteps backwards that he made.
And, with one bat of his eyes and a dampness flickering on his eyelids, the brown noodle was streaking off and away in a bolt of dark fur. Away, away, away. He didn't want anyone to see him like this.
;; fisher exit :3 if that's alright~