Blackfeather Woods Hit all the X's

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& this lil shit omfg

Struggling had only tired him out, and then shouting had done nothing at all. It was clear that none of his usual tactics would provide the wanted results. At this rate, he'd reach adulthood before Damien got off of him. That thought bugged the absolute hell out of him, as did the situation as a whole. Who gave the other boy permission to do it? Who told him he could just do whatever and it'd be fine? The mastermind would need sought out later on, but presently he was dealing with more pressing matters—literally.

That thought gave him an idea. Xan went on to keep the air within his lungs for longer periods of time between each breath, until his sides were heaving and his heart rate had increased significantly. "I c-... can't breathe!" Though his first try at acting months ago had failed miserably, he'd figured he'd take another shot at it. Who knows, maybe he'd improved a bit since then...? Probably not, to be perfectly honest, but whatever. Xan will be Xan.