•|he was walking alone, reflecting and recalling bad events, he gets paranoid and frustrated so much, to the point he growls and grabs his arm tight, drawing blood, he then tries to calm down. He sighs, touching his face scar. He groans and sits down to take a break when he hears some behind him. Touching his bag almost curiously. He immediately jolts up and backs away from whatever was there. He unsheathes his claws and tries to see what was that touched him.|•

“….hey?..”

•|his voice sounds stern but shaky, that’s when he grabs his weapon and points it at the bush. He ordered you to come out but he didn’t expect to see something like you…AT ALL.|•

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