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NOTHING SWEET 'BOUT MY MISERY -
♕[abbr=male jaguar, 290lbs, no mate, 3 children, physically extreme, mentally difficult]tags[/abbr]-[abbr=wall walker, invisibility, intangibility,enhanced senses, fire & earth elementals]powers[/abbr]♕
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Kydobi was brought to the scene quickly but not quick enough. Already laid 4 small children. He stared at them, Jervis’s blood.
He felt joy that life would be brought to the jungle when it was so desperately needed after all the death. But he felt a terrible mix of everything.
Fear, that these kids would hate him. Guilt because it was him who had desire to kill their father? Who would if allowed? Guilt because it was him who would inherit it?
Guilt because he felt pride, looking at these babies that he would be their leader? A good man. A man with better intentions than the last. And perhaps a tad of contempt and loathing because one day, they would grow to know everything. Fear because he was scared they would see him in a bad light and blame him like everyone else.
Tanglewooders has him questioning himself... was he really bad? Was he evil? Something told him no, but he wasn’t sure. Just cause you meant good didn’t make you so. But Kydobi has never meant bad...
He looked at Crackers, “Congratulations, do you need anything?” he softened his gaze to show concern. The fellow marauder had been just as worried for him on his way back.
He watched them greedily suckle, just little babies. A blank slate that could be made to do good.
This a was a moment he would never get to have with his own first litter and so he was happy he could have this.
[sub][W]isker[/sub]
♕[abbr=male jaguar, 290lbs, no mate, 3 children, physically extreme, mentally difficult]tags[/abbr]-[abbr=wall walker, invisibility, intangibility,enhanced senses, fire & earth elementals]powers[/abbr]♕
[OOC: ]
Kydobi was brought to the scene quickly but not quick enough. Already laid 4 small children. He stared at them, Jervis’s blood.
He felt joy that life would be brought to the jungle when it was so desperately needed after all the death. But he felt a terrible mix of everything.
Fear, that these kids would hate him. Guilt because it was him who had desire to kill their father? Who would if allowed? Guilt because it was him who would inherit it?
Guilt because he felt pride, looking at these babies that he would be their leader? A good man. A man with better intentions than the last. And perhaps a tad of contempt and loathing because one day, they would grow to know everything. Fear because he was scared they would see him in a bad light and blame him like everyone else.
Tanglewooders has him questioning himself... was he really bad? Was he evil? Something told him no, but he wasn’t sure. Just cause you meant good didn’t make you so. But Kydobi has never meant bad...
He looked at Crackers, “Congratulations, do you need anything?” he softened his gaze to show concern. The fellow marauder had been just as worried for him on his way back.
He watched them greedily suckle, just little babies. A blank slate that could be made to do good.
This a was a moment he would never get to have with his own first litter and so he was happy he could have this.