Redtail Rise q-less

the mouse comes to life once more and squirms in his grasp, swinging like a yo-yo on a string.

ruckus reacted how he expected them to—oddly, defensively. 

another face enters the mix, he espies cambria’s pale face from the sidelines but does not acknowledge him.

his face is blank and reactionless as he gains a few steps nearer. then, he sits down, tail wrapped along the side of his body—twitching as he stares and waits.