Tlarx almost released a loud laugh at Ash's words. I'm not interested in that bitch, he thought, gazing at the two. They seemed to mesh together with how cuddled up they were- wait, no, they were protecting each other. Big difference, there, Tlarx. Closing his lids, he rolled his eyes before opening his eyes once more. "I'm not interested." His deep voice was smooth, and he almost wanted to spit the words in an acidic way, but he remained peaceful. He kept his eyes on the Hervok now, pretending as if Treena had never 'graced' him with her presence. If she was to toy with him, she'd be walking back to wherever the hell she came from with no pelt on.


With the simple sentence flowing from his throat, he turned away from the two, padding towards a small rock. The soil around it was moist, and he lowered his head, nose nudging underneath it. With a fluid flip of his head, the rock overturned, revealing a salamander. Tlarx observed the creature silently, watching its slimy skin glisten softly as it squirmed in place. Eyes peering back to the two, he did not want to please them with the sight, so he turned the rock back over atop of the salamander gingerly. He gazed at the slanted-eyed wolf once more, not bothering to turn his large body to face him this time.

Tlarx looked at the two, frowning. He was being judged. Something that he absolutely despised. They would feed off of each other's opinions; agreeing with one another had to say. "Tell me, Treena, what have I done to irritate you?" He questioned. He was not irritated, no, but interested. He was surprised by her sudden appearance, and that is what had set him on edge. It seemed as if the woman had just conjured herself out of thin air. Watching cautiously, he could tell that Ash's thoughts of him were changing. "I was surprised by your sudden appearance, that is all. Don't get your fur all in knots."


Facing them now, he stepped forward, massive paws gripping onto earth as he did so. His tail flicked, and he remained calm, his face friendly yet wondering what the hell had made these two so irritated. Looking to Treena, he tossed his head over his shoulder briefly, toward the rock he had flipped. "Salamander under there. Interesting creatures." Whatever they thought of him did not matter. He and Ash were getting along perfectly find until Treena showed up, cuddling up next to the male.

He watched the two, eyes like steel as Treena coughed up an excuse to flee off to wherever the hell the woman was going to next. It was a damn shame that Ash seemed all tied with that female. Sighing lightly, he nodded his head to the two. "Have a good one" he said, watching as the two wolves turned on heel. They dissolved into the pines as quickly as they had conjured themselves- Treena, at least. As soon as they were out of his vision, the arctic wolf began to grumble curses to him, rolling his eyes and speaking something fierce about the crazy judgmental woman.


He began to lope off, feeling the prickly needles of the conifers began to rake at his pelt again. They combed through his fur, but left behind some greenery within his gray-white pelt. Well, that was interesting. Perhaps he'd find other wolves around here...some that weren't so damn attached to others.