Drooping Willows Step up or sit down

No buttons pushed, not that Ren was looking, the tension in his body seemed to dwindle. The rogue was further over the fact he had lost something. If that was because it wasn't such a huge casualty, or not he was undecided. He had his reasons for being in Willow Ridge, and they were different from the swarthy man's.

Pale brows delicately perched over his slightly widened gold eyes, as he tried to gauge Cai's reaction. Ren had interacted little with Xetor, it didn't appear Cai had had the same pleasure. Feeling it was non of his business, he offered a slight smirk, but nothing more. Though, he had his assumptions that would be a very different fight. He hoped Cai would succeed, it wasn't in him to say so aloud. He thought they could be friends, he wasn't about to let one encounter decide.

"Plan on it," he confirmed with a simple wag of his tail, thinking it wasn't such a bad idea at all. There wasn't anyone else other than Deacon he hung out with, and someone a bit older would be nice. Deep down the Lyall was curious of the Ashrelle's history. What kingdom he had come from. Maybe...if he would have advice of sorts for the younger male. He was probably getting ahead of himself. Cai would have to stand him for longer than a few moments. Could Ren continue to give his respect?

Okay! This one is all wrapped up!:D Thanks Switch! <3

Mordacai ignored the way that Ren's eyes widened at his dark expression. He wasn't much worried if Renier knew how he felt about Xetor. Hell, a part of Cai hoped that Ren would let word get back to Xetor that he was after his rank. Cai wouldn't even attempt to hide his grudge against the Second and if he could manage to take the rank from the bossy, arrogant excuse for a male Cai would make his life a living hell.

Renier's curt tail wag, and acceptance of Cai's offer to hunt together tempered the darkness in Cai that Xetor seemed to bring to the surface. The swarthy male smiled and nodded. "I will." With that Mordacai turned to make his way back home. He still had training to do as a Guardian and other duties to attend to if he intended to prove himself to all of his pack mates. His new rank would not go to his head. It was only the first step in a long journey that he intended to see through the end. Becoming Second, earning the title of Guardian, getting to know his pack mates. There was still plenty to be done if he wanted to create a place for himself here in the forest of dropping willows. Perhaps, sometime in the future, he could even find a mate. Of course, he planned on staying in Willow Ridge for the rest of his days so he would never be able to have children, but that didn't mean that he couldn't find a woman to be at his side.

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(This post was last modified: Jan 03, 2015, 05:55 AM by Mordacai.)