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tiger
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TW: MURDER OF PARENT MENTIONS
i knew there was no turning back — tiger wasn't exactly sure how long it'd been since they'd set out. really, he hadn't even processed the whole situation by the time he was shaking his brother awake and insisting that they needed revenge. it was odd, to see tiger quite as upset as he was.. then again, their mother had been brutally murdered by some slinging tomcat ( at least, that's what tiger insisted that he was ). it definitely hadn't been a healthy reaction, no matter how you looked at it. this entire journey, he'd barely rested. he'd all them to sleep from the time the stars were out in full force to the time that sun began to came up. he knew they were both exhausted at this point, but if they didn't move, then the guy would get away.
now, he was entirely sure — "we're close, i can feel it in my bones." at least, he thought the ache in his bones had to be the feeling of justice just at the tips of his claws.. it was really just exhaustion pulling apart every joint that he had. he chose to ignore that fact, as he dipped his sore and cracked paw pads into what little was left of what had to have been a river once. the mud that stretched across the ground was too wide to not be a dried river bed. "oh, you have to come feel this water, this feels amazing!" tiger would never admit that his skeleton was practically fighting it's way out of his pelt, but he was sure that his brother could tell at this point.
it was the little things — the fact that his ears were practically permanently pinned back against his skull, or the way that he could barely focus on the task at hand ( he'd become distracted by three birds, and more than a few squirrels just today ). now that he let himself rest for a moment, let all the aches and pains settle in, he could feel it all dragging him down. "man, we sure went a long way, huh?" he lifted a paw to lick the water off of his fur, and nearly tumbled face first into it with a soft whoa and a laugh as if it wasn't a huge deal.
i knew there was no turning back — tiger wasn't exactly sure how long it'd been since they'd set out. really, he hadn't even processed the whole situation by the time he was shaking his brother awake and insisting that they needed revenge. it was odd, to see tiger quite as upset as he was.. then again, their mother had been brutally murdered by some slinging tomcat ( at least, that's what tiger insisted that he was ). it definitely hadn't been a healthy reaction, no matter how you looked at it. this entire journey, he'd barely rested. he'd all them to sleep from the time the stars were out in full force to the time that sun began to came up. he knew they were both exhausted at this point, but if they didn't move, then the guy would get away.
now, he was entirely sure — "we're close, i can feel it in my bones." at least, he thought the ache in his bones had to be the feeling of justice just at the tips of his claws.. it was really just exhaustion pulling apart every joint that he had. he chose to ignore that fact, as he dipped his sore and cracked paw pads into what little was left of what had to have been a river once. the mud that stretched across the ground was too wide to not be a dried river bed. "oh, you have to come feel this water, this feels amazing!" tiger would never admit that his skeleton was practically fighting it's way out of his pelt, but he was sure that his brother could tell at this point.
it was the little things — the fact that his ears were practically permanently pinned back against his skull, or the way that he could barely focus on the task at hand ( he'd become distracted by three birds, and more than a few squirrels just today ). now that he let himself rest for a moment, let all the aches and pains settle in, he could feel it all dragging him down. "man, we sure went a long way, huh?" he lifted a paw to lick the water off of his fur, and nearly tumbled face first into it with a soft whoa and a laugh as if it wasn't a huge deal.