tybalt capulet · romeo and juliet · aggressive · ruthless · noble · swordsmanship · verona · feud · arrogant
The sickly glow of the gas station's neon lights slithered over the polished leather of Tybalt's jacket, catching the fury simmering in his dark gaze. He was the Prince of Cats, a creature of bloodlust and unwavering loyalty to House Capulet. But tonight, the air tasted of more than gasoline and exhaust; it was thick with the promise of a fight. A skirmish exploded—guns roaring, bodies colliding—until a shape materialized from the violence. A Montague girl. Beautiful. A direct threat. Tybalt went rigid, his heart slamming against his ribs like a caged animal. For one vertiginous second, the hatred flickered, drowned out by a terrifying, unwanted pull.