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「☆」 THE GENTLE GIANT 「☆」
╰► COWTUFT
he | him ★ massive white tom with black splotches and floppy ears + scar over his neck; left green eye and right blue eye ★

ೃ⁀➷ @Starfall @Alchemist Kitsune @Darkclaws @Wingnettle

Mismatched hues stared up at wide-eyed at the light-colored tom, fear but determination echoing in them. Relief filling his chest as he backed away, looking furious at him Cowtuft didn't understand - they hadn't done anything to deserve this, did they? Any of this? He knew he was.. wrong, in some way, had to be but the kids? Their home? Smallwing? They hadn't done anything wrong.

He stood tall, using his massive body in an attempt to block the tunnels. Stance spread out, he wasn't sure what William's goal here, but he was not a good cat. He was mean. Mean, mean. Claws ripped through his shoulders and then Milkpaw was leaping, taking all of Cowtuft's attention. Eyes widening in shock, shaking his head back and forth. No! No! Danger! Still, distracted by his sudden appearance - William was slipping past him and into the depths of the tunnels.

He was grateful that the other only hurt him. He could deal with it. Feeling his strength begin to escape him, he started to try and nudge Milkpaw back into the open area they had come from. Cowtuft would enter, coming across the scene of Lightningpaw .. he would not question her method. Stars, he hoped Firepaw awoke soon. He wasn't sure if he would be able to carry her. The tunnels were a tight fit well enough and now he was worse off.

He would attempt to try and give her a bit of a .. rougher nudge than typical. Desperately. Floppy ears perking up at the sound of pitter-patter, glancing towards the entrance of the open area to see a feline running past it. Eyebrows furrowing close together, what in the goodness had happened? Right. Even if Firepaw didn't awake, they were going to move and quick.

== > @BEAR. @puppeteer @Poprock [ since leafpaw is w/rake! ]
Spirit carried the most mischievous and satisfying grin as his teeth sunk into his victim's tail. It was a downright dirty move, oh they knew, but oh flowering fields - it felt deserved. They were always so prideful; didn't they know it was a sin? Falling false gods when they should be following them. He could protect them, lead them, not the silly stars.

Tufted ears perked up at the sound of a familiar voice, and Spirit's grip started to slip. William always knew how to command the mortals' attention, even he, himself - the Holy Ghost could be captivated. Blood coated his fur and he seemed furious? It was beautiful, divine. An interesting change of direction.

Then, claws were ripping across his cheek, and he was sputtering backwards; eyebrows furrowing to stare at Fellcone. Adrenaline filled their body as a cackling laughter started to fall from their lips. "That's going to scar, that isn't very fair!!" Their was a pain that was beginning to build and sickly enough, Spirit relished in it. The feeling of being alive. Where all they could focus on was these sensations? The chimera leapt forward, trying to lash out at Fellcone's side. He might've - and would've continued the fight if it wasn't the for the announcement William had given.

From this day forward, The Syndicate...or the Dusk Syndicate is no more, it is disbanded.

Fellcone was far forgotten, and he was pulling himself away - open to any attacks if the tom truly wanted to continue the battle, but Spirit simply didn't care. Ears starting to droop, "That wasn't what you were supposed to do, " He was mumbling, thoughts starting to spiral into something much darker. He thought this group of misfits was going to be at least a threat, not.. crumble into this. "This is, pathetic, " and now he was going to have to return to them. He didn't. he didn't want to return. He was having fun, here.

"Fine, " Spirit hissed. "RAKE!" They started to yowl, glancing around the group of cats that were starting to disperse. "Where are YOU?"