i hear the cries behind your waking eyes 《》 tangle capture

The smell of The Pitt and Jormungand's stank reeked through the area. Romulus couldn't help but wonder what was next in his tirade, but he had never expected this. A blatant disregard for their neutral. Sojourn said to leave Tanglewood alone and he had warned the Pittian of staying courteous before, but no. Before his paws laid a capture. A girl from Tanglewood, ripped to shreds and her wings amputated partway. Periwinkle hues traced her silhouette and narrowed in frustration. He held empathy for her. They were supposed to remain untouched, but the panther had ruined their peace, just like the wanderer predicted when he slammed his head into the floor. What a disgrace.

His tail flicked harshly in the air. Disregarding Jormungand, but acknowledging Aphra with a nod, the lion brushed past the crowd and towards Merlin. He promised Sojourn he wouldn't intervene anymore, but she was gone and there was no one to take her place. Romulus, knowing his sister would approve, paused in front of Jormungand. Alabaster teeth flashed in his face. "Leave," came his dull demand. "Or your head will be on a pike on The Pitt's border soon." And he meant it. The male wasn't prone to violence and would rather stick to neutrality, but the circumstances before them had led Romulus down a darker path than usual.

Expecting the panther to leave, paws traversed to the female's side. He settled before her. A raised pawpad hovered over the ground, slowly beginning to spawn a few herbs underneath. Soft eyes attempted to lock with hers. "You will not be harmed anymore," he began with. "He is not one of us and should vacate the premises-" His head turned towards Jormungand briefly. "-before things get interesting."

Returning back to her, the herbs underneath his paw had finished. Careful claws picked at the leaves and picked apart what he needed, only to show the other what he held in his palm and look up at her with a sympathetic stare. "Let me help you."