Overwhelmed by an incredible, raw emotion, Rufus was deaf to the sudden outcry of the shiny crocodile, his eyes firmly narrowed as he watched his attack make contact. Whilst he had no desire to hurt any of these creatures, he could see no other way to halt their constant, bitter arguing. He had reached the end of his tether. His friends needed to be taught a lesson. They would be wise to learn from the gator’s primitive, simple world. In the feraligatr’s mind, words were meaningless; power was the only way of getting your voice heard. Rufus smiled, satisfied at the cries of pain that soon echoed about the barren, icy landscape.
The umbreon was knocked down, shortly followed by Famaer being pinned to the ground by an attack. There was shouting, grunts of pain, but Rufus saw no other injuries from his distance – only Kaiden hurriedly moving to crowd a nearby tree. He let it slip his mind, instead, trudging forward to examine the damage. Rufus’ once cheery demeanour had vanished, his current expression a deadly calm that was unnerving to even the most hardened of battlers. Under the impression he had done nothing wrong - simply learning from the previously chaotic scene, he carried his threatening bulk to Famaer.
The ice-fox wasn’t shouting now; struggling against the rock restricting his movement, but otherwise silent. Rufus lowered his thick head inches from the canine’s own, his glare unfaltering as he placed a clawed hand firmly on the rock, gradually increasing the pressure.
“No more sh-shouting,” Other than the slight hesitation on the final word, the feraligatr had become the very definition of menacing. The threat that radiated off him was animalistic and unparalleled. Despite his simplistic nature, a poor intelligence, Rufus would always be a force to be reckoned with. Holding Famaer’s eyes for a moment, the gator finally turned away with a snort, lifting his weight from the rock pushing down on the glaceon’s ribs. Yes, it seemed he’d learnt his lesson. With a flick of his tail, the rock was almost effortlessly catapulted away from the ice-type’s body, Rufus’s attention averted to Kaiden, once more.
As he trudged closer, deep trails left in the snow from his heavy movements, Rufus’ large eyes soon fell onto a hunched figure by the tree. Confused, he frowned at the small creature as Kaiden stood desperately beside it. The realization that followed was heartbreaking.
“…’Dara?” Rufus’ voice was softer, his harsh expression dropped to one of purest sorrow at the sight of the broken eevee. An unfamiliar pain had exploded in his chest, the gator instinctively clutching at the course scales in a vain bid to halt the unpleasant, stomach-churning feeling. Tears had brimmed in his eyes, those round orbs desperately searching for reassurance, some kind of explanation. He found none; only sadness oozed from his company. Shutting his eyes hard, Rufus’ claws darted to his head, digging into the rough scales as fine trickles of blood began to trail down his face. He deserved it. He’d done something bad. Adara had done no harm, nothing wrong.
“N-N-No… no… not ‘Dara… n-no…” There was no way he could explain his feelings, the inner turmoil at having harmed the innocent wreaking havoc in the gator’s fragile mind. Reduced to a babbling wreck, blood now streaming down his face, Rufus suddenly darted away. He skidded in the snow, returning to the berry bush to savagely tear the foliage from the ground, roots and all. Maybe it would help. Adara would be better.
He returned almost as quickly as he’d fled, the bush hanging limp in his massive jaws, face coated in a combination of blood and tears. He dropped it at Kaiden’s huge paws, utterly oblivious to the berries’ properties but desperate in his attempts to help. However, he couldn’t bring himself to meet the fire-type’s face – afraid of the anger, the sorrow that he might see. He hadn’t meant to hurt her; didn’t want to hurt any of them in the first place, but such anger, such confusion, had only succeeded in spreading to the beast. On reflection, he had been severely wrong. Condemning those arguing as bad, the hypocrisy was becoming ever apparent to the gator. He was the worst of them all. Rufus looked away, claws digging deep into the back of his neck as he slowly began to rock, distraught.
(( Permission was given to crush Famaer a bit, lol. xD )) 
