Step One: Get Out Alive

*Creed* · 10-26-2015, 07:13 PM

As Enigma spoke Creed stalked closer with his hackles raised and teeth bared as the idiot spat insults at him. His nose crinkled and his tail lashed back and forth in irritation. The kid sure did talk big for a wolf bleeding out. It would have been humorous except Creed didn't exactly appreciate being called old... or assumed that he was a slave of some sort for Surreal. Course all of this was just air-headed talk coming from the white wolf. He was the healthy and intact one after all. He at least could back up his words. The other wolf... well if he tried Creed had confidence he'd beat him into the earth and then some.

"Lad, yer too messed up to be makin' threats and Ah ain' old dum'ass. Course Ah'm smarter than ye it seems."

Despite his irritation he managed to keep his voice in check. All he really had to do was call for Surreal and this kid would know true pain. After all it was really her that was more pissed than himself. Course as the idiot continued speaking his tail lashed faster and his growl grew louder.

"Well then you an yer pack are both deaf an' blind as well as stupid cause our scents, as well as th' pups scents, were all over th' place if ye'd bothered to look. Bu' nooo ye all think ye can take wha'ever the hell ye want. So ye all deserve to lose yer feckin home. Karma's a bitch."

In his spout of annoyance he hadn't heard Tornach arrive at all. He turned his head towards the large boy and his rage calmed slightly. Course it didn't mean he liked what the kid had to say but he couldn't rightly bite his head off either. He imagined Surreal wouldn't like him too much for that one so instead he took a breath and bit his tongue for a moment and steeled himself.

"Fine kid, if ye wanna try n' heal him go ahead. Ye can be th' one to deal with yer Ma."

Course he didn't expect mr. dumbass over there to let Tornach heal him. He shot a glare towards Enigma as he spoke again and he couldn't help but roll his eyes. Was the idiot gene inherited from his parents? If so he feared for the future of Alacritia. Least he could see this one wouldn't ever be breeding. That was a relief.

"Listen here idio'. If he wanted to harm ye he'd have already done it. Just let him heal ye before I change my mind and run ye ou'a here anyways since he was kind enough to be nicer than Ah am."

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