I'm keeping him neutral for now, else we'll never get on to discussing things if they have a fight. xD
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Movement caught his attention from the corner of his eye; not too far from there a lone doe hobbled. It was obvious her herd had left her to fend for herself- the poor animal must have been terrified to be left alone, out in the cold and just waiting for someone to come and eat you. Some might feel sorry for the animal, but not Rhysis, but his gaze upon the animal was short lived as Valiant told him to shut up. A snarl escaped from his lips as he bared his teeth at the snub but then a secondary voice piped up- from the one he had assumed was the floozy of a female, but was in fact a male and he had quite the foul mouth it appeared.
Rhysis turned to face the onyx male full on, his hackles raised whilst he raised himself up to his tall height- he might not yet be two, but he was only a few months off and had pretty much filled out into his adult weight. Yet even at his full height he was still an inch or so shorter then the giant before him, but that didn’t put him off. Not many had to suffer his up-bringing and with their similar sizes and weights, he was pretty sure he had the advantage with his tactical training (or so he thinks!)… but he wouldn’t let onto that. It appeared many were laughing at him due to his age- he was only two months off adulthood it seemed and he was hardly a little scrap of a wolf anymore; he was glorious in all ways and he knew it. Rather then retaliation, he merely raised one brow at the dark wolf, looked him up and down, smirked and sorted with a shake of his head- he was laughing inwardly at him but he simply couldn’t be bothered to converse with morons. He turned his attention fully back to Valiant… his attention, not his back, he wasn’t a fool.
Rhysis was about to speak to Valiant again, but instead he bolted, followed by the other male and within a blink of an eye they were running. How very inconsiderate. He could see how hungry Valiant was, he’d lost a little weight since he’d last left him but that was hardly an excuse to dismiss him so easily. Still, the brute didn’t usually do much thinking with his head, and that’s why Rhysis appreciated him so.
Rhysis joined in the charge and kept his pace a foot or two behind the other black brute, who was following Valiant. Though it wasn’t long before the dark male took his move, he hadn’t waited to assess the situation with the fallen doe but had just thrust himself into the thick of it all- unlike Rhysis he didn’t waste time analyzing things but that could be his downfall. There may have been more ice on the floor to slip and injure oneself or the herd leader may still be in the area with a mean set of antlers waiting to strike… He’d <span class='word'>excogitate</span> it later.. Though that was all he did, aside from watch as they took their hunt- he didn’t want any part of it, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to just take the abuse either. He wanted to know why Valiant had come here so early and what part the other male had to play in it all.
He sat at the sidelines, simply watching and waiting for Valiant to take his fill so he could steal him back… he wasn’t keen on sharing.
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