regulate // open, visiting? return? hm

Look who decided to show their fucking face. The man who fucked everything up. A growl rolled up from Atticus' throat as the feline began to speak, only to attempt to cut him off. "The fuck did you do?" came his vicious snap. "You attack a deputy, fuck up my dual-alliance, end a neutrality, and have the audacity to walk up like you're hot shit?" The canine moved away from the lingering dinosaur and towards the rebellious Pittian with a snarl. A snort left him."Fuck you."

In the midst of his rage, Kold's words caught his attention. His gaze narrowed. Her answer was unsatisfying. Now that he had seen Elsweyr's wounds, tended to them, and had been ridiculed for standing up for her, Atticus was veering past a thin line. To hear that Tanglewood didn't even hold up their end of the deal had him reeling. "You've got to be fucking with me," he hissed. The male shifted in his spot, deciding between lunging forward and suppressing his instincts, ultimately beginning to walk forward.

The fur upon his scruff began to rise in annoyance. "Well, if they don't show up-" His golden hues shifted towards Gael. "-How about I do the honors?" Claws traversed closer. His muzzle moved close to Dante's, coming face to face. Alabaster stained teeth bared, ready to snap at the other Pittian. For as much as he wanted to brawl immediately, he would listen to Gael's orders.