killing must feel good to God too. he does it all the time.
nowhere - warrior - male - 31 moons
― He had a feeling any attempt to help Beck would only result in a few insults and some prideful shouting about not needing assistance. But he couldn't exactly leave him chained to the tree. The feline circled around the tree, pausing for only a moment to stare in the direction where the Shadowclan scent seemed to trail off. A new enemy. A rude one too. Nightmarestag placed a paw on the chain, attempting to use his enhanced strength to snap the metal rings and free Beck. There was no point in asking if the creature was alright; he wasn't and would probably get pissed off anyway.
unsure if i could powerplay the chains or not so]
- male | 31 moons | nowhere
- single | pansexual | panromantic
- chocolate Maine Coon | amber eyes
- always well-groomed
- carries himself with a calm, collected air
- charming | excellent host
- brilliant | calculating | exceptional memory
- vengeful | despises any degree of rudeness
- difficult physically & mentally