Thunder on my teeth // Open, half-feral

perfection is found.
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack

Serendipity quickly shook her way, still keeping her body firmly planted between Ares and the wall. “There has to be another way!” She exclaimed with a hint of pain in her tone. She hated seeing Ares like this, it hurt her to see the other in so much pain but she had to be strong, for Ares. “We can find another way, I promise you don’t have to resort to hurting yourself!” She said. The normally soft spoken feline wanted nothing more than to keep yelling, to scream at the top of her lungs that there was a better way.

She reached a paw out a bit, wanting to keep Ares from hurting herself even more but she was at a loss for what to do. If she tried she knew Ares would find another way but Seren couldn’t keep standing there and watching. So what could she do?

in accepting your imperfections.
the band of arrick. -- cheetah.

credit @/teef