Sorch, being the handsome devil he is. More emphasis on devil, than handsome, unless you were into furry men of course. Sorch was an anthro of some type, a fairly tall blue furred man. Yellow eyes, but everything else was blue, except his skin, which was pink. Large ears poked up from his mop of dark blue hair and a long lion-esque tail waved behind him. Sorch was a man of many words, many emotions and a love of pushing peoples buttons, so he was very happy when he picked up a familiar scent of a ‘friend’ from not to long ago. Sorch hadn’t forgotten his name, either, Tuyen, the man with feathered handlebars. A feral grin spread across his lips and he stalked his way across the ground, following the familiar scent, it had another odd scent clinging to it, but he figured it was something else.
Until Sorch found the poor guy. So, the scent of rot was coming from him. That couldn’t be good. The Kitty Prince walked where Tuyen wouldn’t have been able to see him, other wise his prey might run away, and what was the point of pouncing on a broken bird if it could see you? Even if it couldn’t fly away in this case. Sorch, being the super sneaky sexy Kitty-Prince of the forest of magical rainbow cats that he was, popped up beside Tuyen and looked intently at his broken wing. “You know, you look like crap, and you should get that fixed up. Didn’t you wash it out or set it in a splint? Hmm? You’ll never be able to fly again if it heals like that!�
Sorch stood there, hands on his hips shaking his head disappointedly making a tsking sound. If he did this correctly, Tuyen would have been ‘startled’ (Sorch would like to think scared, but scary warriors who hate everything <I>obviously</I> don’t get scared) and jump and Sorch would be very happy indeed! His tail flicked lazily from side to side, a band with beads on it making the tiniest bit of noise that sounded like raindrops falling. Despite this all, Sorch was willing to help out Tuyen if he ended up fainting, and he promised not to do anything risqué to his pretty, feather-handle bared unconscious body.
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