@ambadassadcr // *
the glow of yellow eyes in the night isn’t an unfamiliar sight, but it is one that comes as a hair-raising threat to the outlaw. his surroundings are different, but he could imagine being ripped to shreds here and now by a wolf. hell, just about anything seems to be possible on this island - why not get decimated by a known threat in an unknown territory?
his hand instinctively reaches for his gun, but he knows that it’s nothing in comparison to the real deal. just a bb gun - though the model’s something stream-lined and modified from what he’s used to. still, the firearm finds a steady grip in arthur’s palm as he swallows thickly and edges away from the pair of eyes.











