I MISS THE THINGS WE HAD //Rage//I REMEMBER IT ALL

I WANNA BE NOTICED TOO!

kold — female — Pitt — Newblood — Hard — Bio

The angered yells of Kold could be heard for some distance in the desert. Wordless sounds of rage, snarls and barks toward nothing. Anyone who knew Kold at this point could tell she was not wanting to be bothered, lest they feel the sting of fire or lightning. This was a normal thing, now. At least two years of frustration pent up. The fire she had formed and screamed at would act as her venting muse.

"I thought - I thought you LOVED ME. THAT YOU TRUSTED ME. AND I KNOW I WAS LOYAL! I KNOW!" She raised her voice, the bonfire following in suite and rising higher. Her tail was straight behind her, ears pinned back and torn lips pulled in a snarl. Scorch marks lined the area around her, and she scored the sands with her smouldering claws,

"So why? Why did you not give me higher ranks? Why didn't I lead when the two of you fucking left, huh? WHY!?" A dead bush, somehow untouched by her presence there, stood next to her. She flung herself in that direction, snapping her jaws over the bush and imagining Dante as she heard all the try branches snap. The remaining branches ignited in her mouth, singeing fur and burning flesh. Throwing the burning wood into the fire, she breathed heavily.

Anger wracked her body more and more, and she almost danced around the fire, springing up on two legs for a moment. "You ignored me! Despite my loyalty, despite being family! Were you afraid!? Scared of what I'd do?" She screamed, a stream of fire leaving her maw. Electricity sparked randomly around her, making the air even tenser.

#psy.

Rage.

It was unpredictable, an emotion a young pup such as himself had never felt. In truth, the even mere concept of feeling rage made sickness bubble up in his guts. Any type of concentrated anger was a dirty emotion in his mind, there was no place for it. After all, what was there to be so worked up over when you were a mere puppy?

Although, Kold wasn’t a puppy.

The shrill screams into the void fell upon the child of rot’s ears, permeating his skull and trailing through into his brain. As he attempted to process what was happening, panic rose inside him as he cowered nearby, tail pinning between his legs. He was terrified.