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♡ @Merry Megan @Mystic ♡

adrik's ears perked as he spotted the molly come into his den. soon after, another tom followed behind her, his voice loud in the broken den. he wanted to chase them away, he really did. but the cold had gripped onto his weary bones, keeping him locked to the ground. his breaths came in wheezes, another cough shooting through his body. pain struck him, his stomach growling once again. it was all happening too quickly. he couldn't die, yet. he was only a young tom, it was too early for him to join his family in death. no, adrik wouldn't die. all he needed was some food, some medicine, and some warmth... and those blasted cats away from his den.
he snarled with obvious weakness, his nose curled. his breath was visible in the frozen air, each puff forming a thin cloud in front of his muzzle. adrik passed his tongue over the thin fur of his maw, eyes watering as the wind grew stronger. he refused to be defeated. even if he died the most painful death with endless torture, he would not be killed. the cold could tear at his skin, the sickness eating his life away from the inside-out while starvation sent him into a state psychological disintigration, but he would not stop fighting.
"get out," he growled, dragging himself to his paws. adrik stepped into the light, making himself visible. "this is my den. you have no place here. go and find somewhere else to invade. i don't care if it's too cold out there, you are not welcome here." the venom in his voice was gone, replaced by an unwanted vulnerability.
all he wanted was those cats gone.