RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES // rescue

[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — [abbr=tanglewood, lion, 66 months, poetking's brother]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

Putting this raid together had taken a long time – far too long for Worm's liking, for any of their liking. But now that it was finally on, Wormwood could feel furious energy running through his veins, spurring him onward as he followed behind Crow, his wings pressed in close against his back but ready to launch him into the air. When they finally arrived at the camp, a wicked grin spread over the lion's muzzle, and he flung himself into the air, his wings unfolding and catching onto the wind, lifting him up. He let out a frightening roar of strength, his paws trembling with anger and strength as he practically screamed, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Rise and shine, Pittian bastards! Time for you to PAY!"[/glow] He tries his best to focus as much attention as possible on himself, knowing full well that he's just a distraction, as many others are, so that Leroy – or anyone else, really ‐ can go and rescue Sam and Beck.