@Nico had finally made Rico need to take a break, the fact that they had captured a fawn had been enough to leave him content lingering near their den made in Riddle Heights. That was enough to have Rico on edge, never comfortable with staying in one place too long without those who would otherwise defend him. It had been one of the benefits of living in a pack, for he could test the waters and use them as a shield while he snuck his brother at the back. It was why he found himself unable to stop the pace that was bringing him to search.

He had observed with some distaste how easily it had been to find the borders of Silent Moon Plateau, although the name of the pack was still unknown, and he had already strayed toward Fallen Tree Cove - where he had met an angel, quite literally. While he had found himself thinking of the woman, with her noble appearance and her inability to take his charm, well, it was a truth that @Angele had become a bit of a target. Someone to conquer, but someone to embrace and take for a ride until she was left quivering.

Paws were restless on the grounds as his nose seemed to take the air, and he was almost unable to make himself greedy. It was why he was surprised he was not already on a position to go flying through the air,and his intention was almost taken him with the notions. This was why he found himself unable to stop his notions that he was beginning to get rusty. What a nice notion that could not be denied, not for the briefest of moments while the hunger was playing on his ears.

Surely there was something that was not about to be denied, and such was that he needed a taste of fun. He was running dry - it had been what, five months since he had found himself entwined working his words to a magic? Of course, that had been only to steal a moose hide - and he had been the one chosen to have the fun because apparently his fat behind - which the reminder caused his head to swing, frowning at the slim Mexican behind with well muscled hips - was easier to block the view. Whatever had gotten him into those circumstances, well, he was not sure he liked them.

There was no doubt about it, at this rate, he was going to retire as a monk. Not something that he would have enjoyed, but was not the saying just as would have been expected? You have to use it, or you lose it. Well, Rico was not about to lose anything. Even if he had to start practicing on squirrels!

"This is speech."