5/11/2026, 2:46 AM
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I am homesick for a home that i have yet to create
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3-3-3 OC
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Altair moved before thought could fully form.
The sharp rustle of underbrush, the split-second shift in atmosphere, the blur of pale fur cutting through the shadows—his body reacted on instinct honed through years of surviving things far deadlier than a hungry cat.
He collided hard with the cats flank mid-pounce, enough to throw off her trajectory whether her claws caught feathers or not. The impact sent both of them scattering into frost and leaf litter, but Altair twisted with practiced precision, landing on his paws in a spray of dirt.
His lips peeled back instantly.
The snarl that tore from his chest was low and vicious, the kind that didn’t bluff or posture. It promised violence with cold certainty.
He planted himself between Briar and the intruder without hesitation, broad frame squared and ears pinned flat.
Altair’s bright gaze locked onto the cat, unblinking.
Well,he drawled, though the quiet edge in his tone was far more dangerous than shouting could’ve been,
that was a spectacularly poor decision.
His tail lashed once behind him, measured and controlled, while every line of his body screamed readiness. He didn’t advance—not yet. But the tension coiled beneath his skin made it obvious he’d close the distance in a heartbeat.
This stretch of mountain is mine.His voice dropped lower, each word deliberate.
And you just tried to put your claws on something under my protection.
A slow grin pulled across his muzzle then, all sharp teeth and menace.
You can still leave.
He shifted his weight forward just enough to signal exactly how thin that mercy was.
Run now, and I might let you keep your hide intact.
Could that thing even understand him?
