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Rolls in with a blade in each hand and one in his mouth!! He is ready to duel and Win.
Well, this was certainly something. Peering down at that rather eccentric man who dares approach with not just one but three swords. Oh how a smirk creeps across features in amusement. “You dare challenge me?” The question comes out as a deep chortle. “You must be confident or stupid if you’ve got a need for quite the amount of weapons.”
we have a duel with swords. if you disarm me, im yours.
a few things abt the cat brothers. - tygra and lion-o are both princes of thundera so they both have power in their kingdom - tygra has no royal blood in him but this doesn’t affect anything other than the fact it does not make him eligible for the throne . - tygra was originally adopted because lion-o’s mother could not bear king claudus a child - but when she suddenly has lion-o years later , tygra’s claim to the throne is lost. - however , tygra is still the more capable prince and the one who has always shown the most promise in being an adequate king. he’s the people’s favorite and he’s also king claudus’ favorite, despite lion-o being his legitimate son. - if claudus were to ever be absent , TYGRA would be put in charge because as a prince , lion-o showed no capabilities of being a proper prince or king . he slacked off in his studies . he showed absolutely zero interest in being king ( he has canonically expressed he never even wanted to be king until his father died and that job fell on his shoulders ) he spent his days flirting , wandering the slums , and studying technology - a thing thundercats didn’t even believe in. - lion-o, as a prince, is young and childish, so it makes sense that tygra’s words and decisions have more weight to them . he is older and experienced , so his legitimacy is null and void . - literally NO ONE has faith in lion-o ever being a proper king except maybe jaga . tl;dr: lion-o = royal blood, rights to throne but no support from the people or his papa as a prince bc he just didn’t show the correct and needed capabiltiies tygra = not royal blood but adopted into the royal family, capable prince and capable king candidate in the eyes of the people and claudus, calls the shots when claudus isn’t present
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“I do not appreciate your affections. You may leave now.”
reblog if you are the hot brother
self-care is ignoring canon and substituting my own
now get up and go to war
The night was young but it was cold; a blizzard in the far west was something Tsuyoshi didn’t bring himself but a brother who’s mood was as clear as day. He had a feeling Yukioki’s precious flower field was dead from the sheer temperature as of late; and thus the anger built up until the heat and cold of his own origin mixed wrongly. Now the seas were filled with storms; and even if it was his domain of control and travel, it wasn’t his issue at the current moment in time. Instead; he was walking; trailing along the paths worn down by human carts and footsteps; where humans travelled beyond their normal villages to find new homes. He hadn’t really understood the needs for such things but when he travelled backwards once…
Then he understood; as he witnessed the mercilessness of humans vs humans.
Where money, food and accommodation wasn’t met, it was burnt down; everything was to be taken away and removed from their eyes like a scab on the skin. One thing about being picked, it left more of a mess before; and that was what he stared upon mere hours ago. The scent of charred flesh; blood and despair; it was strong — but it wasn’t his domain. He could not fix what was already broken; what he could do was take their story and pain with him on his travels to tell to others; if the time spoke of it.
Though he came to a stop upon a hilltop; he found himself gazing upon something more odd than any deformed creature. Something akin to himself but smaller and a lot more… Tiger. A few of them were on the ground, passed out by the looks of it - but only one mattered to him the most. Of course; he wasn’t that much of a shrewd, but the Lion, Cheetah and Panther; were placed aside the two smaller kits; of some species; Wildcats? Most likely; but wounds were tended to with a simple touch; a fire sparked from his fingertips with the friction of lightning; but it was the Tiger looking fellow that got the God’s attention to most. Where his hand settled upon cheek to feel over skin marked like an Orange King; his stripes were vibrant and hair - framed nicely.
Tsuyoshi almost purred at the sight; though his touch to the others wounds mended his skin and bruises beneath; he did nothing more for now. Instead; he settled alongside the group; allowing the Heavens to not bring rain here; instead; he watched over them. Wounds not so grave but still enough to keep them out of shape for a few days. Tails curled around his hip; as ears twitched to the thicket alongside him; a sight of eyes upon his and then the soft and deadly gait on his kin. Forehead and nose nuzzled upon each other in greeting before slumber too; took to them both. Nothing like being woken up to a Tiger pile of four or five large females.
System failure. Though the ship had been checked and double checked; something went wrong during the flight sequence; all that could be done with alarms blaring and no ability to control the ship except to make sure ground would be hit, was brace for impact and hope no explosion would take place until safety would be reached for the crew on board.
After the crash, not much could be remembered except the radiating pain through body; the pure shock of the landing enough to send nerves ablaze along with bruising and a handful of wounds, nothing life threatening. Smoke from the damaged ship burned at nostrils with each breath. Memory fails to serve, had everyone gotten out? Pitch black, eyes unable to open, succumbing to temporary rest.
In the state of unconsciousness and ache; time felt slow yet quick all in the same moment, perhaps half an hour passed or multiple hours. Only one thing was certain; Tygra needed to get up, to assess damage and make sure the others were alright and yet he couldn’t. Barely able to shift or fidget in own placement upon the rough ground. Well, damn.
Days. It would take no more than two days (but hardly any less) even after being having minor wounds healed before finally coming to. A heavy breath of air sucked in through nostrils. A soft groan escaping with first attempt to move from laying to sitting up. Paw rising to rub over face and through fur.
Well at least it could have been worse. The crash could have been a death sentence. Although it did mean if the ship couldn’t be fixed easily, the Thundercats (including himself) would be trapped on a planet that was unfamiliar in many aspects; which wasn’t the worst but not too great either.
“At least everyone’s still breathing.” Would dryly be muttered. The sound of Lion-o and Panthro’s snoring, WillyKit and Kat’s whimpering, Cheetara’s odd purring and even Snarf’s unusual noises were enough to make such an assessment even without golden brown eyes opening just yet. Had any woken up before himself? Head shakes just enough to remove fogginess before blinking a few times and then glancing at surroundings.
The colors were bright. The sun’s glowing light didn’t help. “Where are we?” Follows in utter. Vision moving to shining metal of broken off parts of ship reflecting into gaze when looking only to avert to the others of group. Noting the lack of visible wounds. Thank goodness for that.
Once the major concerns were settled would gaze finally move to the loud sound of unfamiliar cats not more than a few feet away. An oddity for sight to behold. First thought leaning toward still being unconscious. For Tygra, tigers of own kind were known to be extinct except for himself and yet in this world.. Palm hits at the side of head not once to reassure the fact of finally being awake.
