This heat in this place was easily welcomed, as it so happened his fur was thin enough for such things. His head dropped to the stream as he took a small stop. His tongue darted out collecting the water inside his mouth. He didn't need it but it was a good opportunity to get his fill of water now. His head lifted as he finished, droplets raining from his lower jaw. This place reeked of other souls. He had to say he hated the thought, as they could be nothing more than mortal mongrels, though there was a small chance this place harbored others like him. Giants among the normal crowd. His own species was normal something to sneeze at with a mere 29 inches, but here he stood at a good 36 inches of sleek muscle. He lowered to his haunches. He was pretty well at their front door but he saw no reason to bring attention to himself. He sat tall and proud, though he still held a dangerous air about him.

His golden and chocolate pelt was preened to perfection and his horns sat proudly upon his head. His ear twitched and swiveled as he heard the sounds of vultures above. Their stench was almost enough to cause a wrinkle of his lips, but he kept his stoic facial expressions in check. He liked to be something that mortals had to guess at, and he was bound to encounter whatever soul was taking up residence here, as this seemed to be the only source of water right now. He figured why not just sit and wait for them to come to him, after all even the fallen ones had to drink sometime. If he didn't like what he saw then there was no reason he couldn't just move on, and if they heckled him a good stab with his horns might do them some good.

The young prince had decided to take a break from babysitting. Pyralis had relieved him of his duties for the time being, having taken the pups into the den for a nap. Archon took the time to head down to the canyon, moving in the direction of the nearest watering hole. He hadn't expected to run into anyone since he hadn't seen hide or tail of anyone other than his family up here. He was disgusted by the surprise he came upon. He'd never laid eyes on such an abomination before. On the opposite side of the watering hole sat a wolf, or what appeared to be a wolf with a sickly yellow and brown pelt, deformities growing out of its head. The hellion didn't bother to hide the look of disgust that crossed his features at the sight of the creature. It sat so proudly by the water, as if it were a thing to be revered. Archon scoffed at the thought. Whatever this thing was, it was far more wretched than the mortals themselves. Turquoise gaze never left the offending creature's form as he made his way to the water, bending down to get his fill. He would have to warn his aunt Pyralis about this creature. He knew if this thing found itself in Pyr's way, she would surely decimate it, if not nearly kill it and use it as a toy for the children. Either scenario worked for him. "Talk" "You" Think

His waiting did not go unrewarded. It took not but a short while for another to show, this one large but not the largest he had ever seen. The male didn't say anything merely drank his fill. Anueris could feel the eyes of the male on him, could see the disgust on his face. His face didn't give way to emotion as he looked back at the other male. 'One would think you were chiseled by a god with your physique, but the look you wear tells me that that god never taught you to respect another.' His thoughts were his own, mere observations of the boy across the water from him. His mouth opened as he let out a calmed greeting to the male. Should he not respect him enough then he would dismiss this male immediately.

"Greetings." he watched him. There was a scent here that he could place as the females from before. The one with the moon in her pelt, that had held a beauty to her like no other he had seen yet. Though a close second was the gold dusted woman. This male faintly smelled of both. He would let it go for now though until the boy made his choice.