Austin roared in flat out rage as Connor was backhanded. By this time he had gotten to his feet, his fur bristling in anger. He rammed his shoulder into Johns chest his claws extended. He tried to grab John's arms, his claws scraping, trying to draw blood, anything to wound of disable. His teeth were bared, snarling in anger, also prepared to bite him. You did not touch his friends.

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Jessica shook her head," nah, not that I hate wanting to come, I just prefer Asgard. And of chourse I'll sit with you." She walked up to the line, grabbing some food. Next thing she heard was yelling. She quickly dropped off her tray by the guy she was sitting with and made her way to the crowd, blinking as she watched a cat like person attacking someone.