I am standing, ready to go hunting with my mother when suddenly someone is coming and invading our space. I turn my blue eyes in the direction of the older male, narrowing my eyes as he approaches. I had seen what reaction he caused in my mother. I am very keen on hearing her breath, feeling the tension in the air as she froze with the coming of a certain scent. I twist my pretty little face though as it falls upon Covet. Who the hell is he? What is he doing here? Why did he make my mother all tense? Initially, I find the hackles on my back raising as my brindled brows furrow.
I then hear the whines of my mother and I am taken aback. I take a step backwards as I look at this new male, and honestly he looks like a freak. What the hell is wrong with his eyes? I tilt my head, although still keeping my rather aggressive stance as my mother walks towards him. I am not pleased, to say the least. I want to go hunting, and now this male is preventing it. I will make sure he pays, with a nice bite to the god damn foot!
My puffed form, thin and growing rather light and lithe with every day, is ready to pounce. I am always ready to pounce. Always ready to take on anything that comes my way. I don't put up with anyone's shit, and this male is nothing but an annoyance to my plans. I admit, that I do not really hear any of the words any of them say. My mind always twist and turns, ignoring the meaning of the words as I begin to focus on my target. My eyes glow with an intensity that would rival the sun as I stare directly at Covet's right front paw.
I then dash, my quick limbs carrying my body to him as my jaw open. I aim to bite down on my right front paw, right where the bend is leading to the leg. I don't mean any real harm. I just want him to...well, shut up and go away or something. Or go hunting. Or something. I don't know, I just know I usually get what I want when I bite...which is a reaction. Words always create the most boring of reactions. Uninteresting and stimulating. So yes, I do what my blood drives me to do. To bite and to bite hard. I am driven to clamp down upon him, and if he moves his paw I will not give up. I will continue my barrage of bites, jumping to grasp onto whatever I can with a light and airy growl.
I do not stop when Tesseract comes towards us. In fact, I hardly notice him until I see an extra flash of white in the corner of my eye. Damn it. Why is everyone gathering here? I an hungry and want to hunt. Now I have to drive away Tesseract too? I don't even notice the return of my lost brother, because honestly I haven't really given much thought to it...or really noticed it. My brothers were always so boring, and I tried to spend my time doing things that are actually fun. Anyway, all this commotion is bothering me, like a bug trying to bite onto my skin. I stop for a moment, my hackles raised as I dash my eyes laced with anger towards my mother and Tesseract.
"Fine, I will hunt by myself," I spit out, giving a venom-touched glare to the group. They want to sit around and make noises at each other? Fine. I want nothing to do with it though. I want something real and tangible, like something dead hanging from my mouth. I don't think I will ever understand this needless grown-up talk.