Again her stupid mouth opened, and Rais' growling quieted enough for him to catch her words. He figured that she liked to speak just for the sake of hearing herself talk, yet there was a kernel of truth to what she said. He didn't really fit in anywhere. Though he had left home by his own choice, that decision partly was fueled by the fact he was obviously the least favorite of his father's sons. He supposed that life was currently better in that regard, as he was no longer living in Trenzi's shadow. He couldn't stand to follow anyone's orders, yet even if it was how he preferred to live, the trials of being a lone wolf did get to him. Even other loners didn't seem to like him. His lips fell, shielding his teeth as he stared blankly at her.

Finally she left, and he let his fur fall flat against his back. He glared after her retreating form, waiting until she was well and gone before he could even try to relax. It was a failed attempt however, and he still felt irritable and on edge. It was unlikely that he would be able to concentrate on anything else for the day, but he couldn't stay here. Who could tell if that crazy bitch would be back? With a defeated huff, he turned off into the opposite direction the girl had headed. Sure, he was finding his own place in the world. Whatever problems Rais had to sort through, he was assured they were no worse than whatever that girl's attitude got her into. He hadn't even wanted to fight with her, he had originally wanted to just get along (with a side of flirting), but she had kept picking at him like a scab. With a snort and a shake of his head, he dismissed the thoughts of Ashanti plaguing him and set off at a run into the forest. He wasn't sure where he was going, but he would make sure it was miles away from her.

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