✧ — It was surprising to the canine mix. He'd really gotten one of them, an Exiler. He despised the thought of the Clan, that group whose job it was to ruin everything for everyone else, to destroy what they worked so hard to get. They were self-interested people, and they deserved to die like he did. Tadashi once gave his life for others, he tried to save them, and he at least didn't leave even the most rotten people to die.
These people ruined others, physically and mentally, leave them to die. He heard all about Yuuki-- his true brother, his full brother, dying from the wounds given to him by these pieces of shit. He stands over Cyrus, looking at his body. Was he unconscious? It didn't matter. He'd be awake for this. Crimson eyes peer down with disgust at the cream and brown feline. He'd have fun with this one
"Hey, you." The snarl rolls smoothly off of Tadashi's tongue, his tail upright in a display of dominance before he begins by baring his teeth and harshly smacking the domestic feline with the back of his paw. "Yeah, you. Mewosamasu. Wake up. Are you gonna sit pretty for this or am i gonna have to restrain you?"
//please wait for cyrus. to reply! excuse the lateness!