courtesy call — pesky ravens

KEANE

i can and i will
Feb 19, 2023
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.if i can still breathe ———

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——— i'm fucking fine.
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HIS MANDIBLE SNAPPED SHUT, TEETH GRINDING IN IRRITATION swatting at the black-feathered birds. “Damn birds.” He hissed through clenched teeth, sharp yellow optics glaring daggers at the crooked animals, beaks pecking at the chunk of chicken he got.

“Fuck off!” A snarl rippled out from his throat, teeth bared. “Go get your own damn food!” He snapped. His multi-hued fur bristled. I’m not begging another damn upwalker again. Fucking damnit. That shit was embarrassing enough. He scowled.

The tortoiseshell breathed heavily, nostrils flared. His claws hook into a raven’s wing, tugging it forward into his awaiting jaw, clamping down with a sickening crunch. Keane grinned menacingly, blood coating the white along his maw, staring down at the limp bird. “Serves you fucking right.” He grouched.

Keane glanced at the flock of ravens still hobbling around his hunched form, muzzle scrunching up. “Anyone else?” He grinned.


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