Aster blocked the tiger's escape route and stepped forward. His voice cut through the courtyard air.
"OUST! APOLOGIZE, NOW!"
The tiger's snarl erupted from somewhere deep in his chest, a sound that made the watching crowd step back. Oust's lips pulled back from his fangs as he spat his response.
"FUCK YOU, RUNT!"
Aster didn't slow, shouting back as he closed the distance.
"Say what you want about me, but that was wrong, and you know it! Apologize to him! NOW!"
The tiger's massive frame moved with fluid grace as he advanced, closing the distance until only a few feet separated them. The alcohol on his breath was sharp in the morning air. When he spoke, his voice carried the weight of someone who had given up caring about consequences.
"No, I have no remorse for the stupid beast. It should have just left me alone! Just as you would, if you have any sense!"
