*Super Pretztail spots the commotion, and flies into the matter, landing on a bipedal stance.*
"Hey, I don't think that's how you treat others, you know?" *He says, his cape billowing in the wind.*
(cute OC :D)
high schooler 1: you're just some animal, get out of here!
*he'd push it to the side and punch Arctico in the face*
Arctico: ow!
*their face bleeds as the high schoolers laugh*
*Seeing this, distressing matter, Super Pretztail flies up, and snatches one of the bullies, dropping him in the dumpster.*
"I told you that is not how to treat another being!"
(thanks for the comment :) )
(of course :D)
High schooler 1: really? i just washed these!
*they help him out and they all run*
Arctico: y- your not gonna h- hurt me too, a- are you?
*he'd sit there, bleeding and shedding tears*
*His hands begin to slightly glow, and when he rubs them on the bleeding cheek, it acts like a Hand Sanitizer, killing the bacteria, and stinging like a bee in the process.*
Super Pretztail: "There, that should kill most of the junk in the wound."
Corey frowned and picked up a rock. He threw it and hit one of the high-schoolers' pressure points, knocking the taller person unconscious. "Back off!"
[he's like 4'9" he's really not intimidating lmao]
High schooler 2: hey kid, what do you think your doing?
*he reaches into his pocket for a switchblade*
*corey realizes there’s a machete on the ground, about 6 feet away*
*they all run away, while high schooler 2 speaks russian into his phone*
*translation: we're gonna need backup, the subject has a guard*
Arctico: y- your not gonna h- hurt me too, a- are you?
"Well, fortunately, I can fix both you and your scarf!" He took his backpack off and sat it on the ground in front of him, swiftly sitting down criss-cross. "I've got a needle and thread, along with medical supplies in here."
*all of a sudden, the high schooler would be tossed off of him, with Arctico standing there*
Arctico: Leave, him, alone!
*Arctico would run to the other high schoolers, knocking them to the ground*
Elliot: *He got up, ignoring a red patch of blood on his elbow from it scraping the concrete, he quickly went over to where the others were, using the built momentum of his jog to kick one of them in the side*
ARCTICO; ENBY; 12 (7 MONTHS IN FOX YEARS); HUMAN/ARCTIC FOX HYBRID; THE COLD, SNOW, ETC; HE HAS BEEN YOUR FRIEND EVER SINCE HE MOVED HERE; THE HEAT, WATER, ETC; ROMANCE OR FRIENDS; BI; DEPENDS ON RP; CAN SURVIVE COLD TEMPS; HIS FAMILY/FRIENDS/PARTNER; HATES HOT TEMPS; PREDATORS OF ARCTIC FOXES; HE HAS 1 OTHER SIBLING (HES A HYBRID TOO); ENHANCED STRENGTH/SPEED/HEARING AND SIGHT
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