[Tragic, he called out to Flamebringer, who has been transformed into a particularly massive panther-taur and is meandering, currently. Like, your average panther in the wild is only 2-3ft tall, "big cat" but not "alarmingly enormous cat"... but it's Flamebringer, so of course just his panther half is about five feet high when he's standing on all fours. Of course it is.
This also means that Flamebringer has cat brain. Which means perching. Wolfwood just essentially pspspsps'd him, and there's a moment when he pauses, cat ears swivelling toward the sound of the werewolf-angel's voice... and then he bunches up his haunches and oh no Wolfwood better fucking move because Flamebringer is leaping up onto the roof, all five hundred pounds of Cat, and if he's not careful the Sarkaz-panther is going to tackle him into the shingles.]
Sure, but this isn't a very high jump... is it? Jump off something higher.
[He taunts, doing that Cat Cirling Thing before he flops down against the exact spot Wolfwood is probably trying to clean. Oi.]
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This also means that Flamebringer has cat brain. Which means perching. Wolfwood just essentially pspspsps'd him, and there's a moment when he pauses, cat ears swivelling toward the sound of the werewolf-angel's voice... and then he bunches up his haunches and oh no Wolfwood better fucking move because Flamebringer is leaping up onto the roof, all five hundred pounds of Cat, and if he's not careful the Sarkaz-panther is going to tackle him into the shingles.]
Sure, but this isn't a very high jump... is it? Jump off something higher.
[He taunts, doing that Cat Cirling Thing before he flops down against the exact spot Wolfwood is probably trying to clean. Oi.]