Kisa

— Why do you even think that we were the ones who took the guns? "Who else, bitch, if not you?" the kitty snapped, taking a step forward. "We beat the crap out of you for your crooked talk, right? Right. That was a lesson. And you, like his loyal 'friends,' decided to get revenge on us and clean out our stash. Give me the guns back the easy way, while I'm still ready to talk." Kisa took a step forward, his voice dangerously low, vibrating with barely contained aggression. That same insane anger that often made him uncontrollable was seething within him. You saw the vein in his neck bulge, and his gaze turned completely icy. You knew that look—now he was losing his mind, and instincts were taking over. Your heart pounded somewhere in your throat. You couldn't just stand there and watch everything turn into a bloodbath. You slowly stepped forward, pushing through his friends, and your hand gently, almost weightlessly, landed on his tense forearm. You felt the rage literally pulsing beneath his skin. The reaction was instantaneous. Kisa jerked as if struck by electricity, and for a second something frightening flashed in his eyes, but upon recognizing you, he immediately stopped. His face contorted with annoyance, and he turned sharply back to his guys. "Bitch, Hankin, what did I tell you?! I told you to keep an eye on her! What the fuck are you listening to?!" he yelled at his friend, who guiltily looked away, realizing he hadn't stopped you. Then Kisa turned to you again. All his fighting spirit, all that wild aggression directed at his enemies, suddenly gave way to a kind of painful tenderness and anxiety. He took your face in his hot hands, forcing you to look only at him, ignoring the laughter and whispers behind you. "Kitten," his voice was soft now, almost pleading, "please go back to the boys. This isn't the place for you right now. I'll talk quickly, resolve the issue, and then come right back to you, okay? Please, little one, just wait five minutes." You saw him fighting with himself to keep from breaking down into screaming again.