havin a hunch ;; o + fighting a tree

[cyrus]

Cyrus paced nervously around the trunk of a tree, his head low below his shoulder line and his ear flattened against his head. Adjusting hadn't been hard, so to speak. Circusclown was here, which felt safe. Miles was here, which kind of counteracted that, except that Miles too reminded him of home. He made him feel uneasy, but at peace as well. Odd, right? When Confinedpaw showed up, he realized he could stay here fairly easily. While his grandfather brought feelings of safety, and Miles reminded him of home, Con felt like home.

All of this, of course, was overridden by his frustration with losing his powers. It would likely be for the better, he knew, since he would need to learn proper combat that didn't rely on being able to float away at any time, or switch into the body of a cougar, or shapeshift into some big scary opponent. True, yes how true, that he had been lazy when it came to combat. The only time he had ever truly 'fought' without his powers was during torture sessions, when he didn't need them because he had incapacitated the victim in advance!

Cyrus continued to pace around the tree, stewing over his pow- oh my god. All of this anger building up inside of him, and he was just pacing around the perfect inanimate object to take it out on. With that thought, Cyrus threw himself at the tree and began to rip at it with his claws in anger. He looked.. okay, he looked absolutely insane, but he felt relieved for once.

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[spoiler=tags UPDATED 01/14][justify]
GENERAL:
★ CYRUS CIPHER DISHARMONY DE DIEU SIMUL STAMUS| CY / CYR / CUCULO | CISGENDER MALE
★ bisexual
★ 11 months | ages at roleplayers discretion
★ warrior
IMPORTANT THINGS:
★ asocial + introverted
★ interested in politics
★ anxiety/panic disorder
★ An Assholeâ„¢
RECENT EVENTS:
★ joined shadowclan
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PHYSICAL:
★DOMESTIC FELINE [main] | health: 90%
— long cream fur with dark brown stripes around the ankles. dark brown ears. sharp, angular features that make him appear older than he is, and slightly menacing for a young cat. grey eyes. glascow smile extending 5cm from each side of mouth. v tall.
— major injuries: n/a
— minor injuries: n/a
PERSONALITY:
★ literally Top Assholeâ„¢ is the best way to say it
★ introverted + asocial but will tough through it due to keeping up his name
★ very quick to judge and will hold that judgement for a long time
★ worries that he's not good enough
★ is scared of being a failure
★ has a lot of issues surrounding his father
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ single | ½ CyFi | in love with Confinedpaw
★ parents -Bill Cipher x Brokenrecord Disharmony | gen 5
★ siblings - Ciel, Atrocitykit, Honey, Junko, Recklesskit, Chrysalispup, Insanepup, Frostedpup, Madkit, Halfkit, Rhys, Bezaleel, Silhouette, Jupiterkit
★ children | Darik, Finn, Sierra (adopted)
★ friends - Whitepaw, Confinedpaw
INTERACTION:
★ literally has 2 friends because he's rude
★ medium physically | hard mentally | well trained for a child
★ always looking for a fight
★ attack in #D46A6A[/spoiler]

[CIRCUSCLOWN!]

[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=9pt]Circusclown had once relied heavily on powers - his ass had been totally kicked by Rick Grimes because he hadn't known how to fight without his powers, and his energy could only go so far when he used his powers. Though as he grew, so did his skill - and he learned to fight extremely well with claws and teeth. He could also understand being so frustrated that someone might be attacking inanimate objects. It had been because his daughter Weddingpaw was getting together with somebody who Circusclown absolutely hated. He had been so damn pissed off about his daughter trying to be with Horizon. Though, Circusclown had deeply regretted it after she died. She had died with a smile on his face - she was happy to be out of her misery. Just knowing that made him regret a lot of his decisions, and he would never forget the small smile on her face. To be fair, there were a lot of problems he had caused with his daughter. It was a memory engraved in his mind.

But that was in the past, and he had reluctantly moved past it after long months of self-hatred and anger. He's healed from that wound, for the most part. This situation seemed extremely familiar - it made him feel a tad uneasy. Geez, he sure hoped Cyrus didn't end up like him. "Kiddo, you alright?" He asked. It was clearly a frustrated action. He wouldn't call it insane - simply because he didn't judge people for these sort of things. Instead concern arose, knowing how much it can hurt to basically be punching something that would not break. It wasn't healthy, that was for sure. But hey, he was pretty hypocritical considering his own self-destructive addiction.