Sick of It [PO]
06-26-2016, 10:57 PM
He had tried to be civil, but Ren's words at first made him narrow his eyes. Clearly the cold shoulder would quickly be returned. The boy's attitude would reflect his own actions. Rivaxorus faithfully listened to Ren, however in his own eyes he clearly believed himself above. He was no equal term, he was an alpha. He would be the leader, and for that this just wouldn't do. "While your words speak truth Ren, you also seem to be forgetting you've yet to prove your even base duties in the pack. " his tail flicked with annoyance."Myriad is not a place to simply, live. It is to thrive you have yet to hunt for another member, you have yet to show an effort that you will be involved. Your rank is still at the Sutikku so you cannot spout words of making sure you do base duties." he stayed calm, but remained making sure Ren knew what he meant. "You're smart Ren, but both of us have a lot to learn. Clearly, if you aren't willing to be involved in Myriad - then you can leave." he would keep his body tense. A fight could always break out, though he wished to avoid it. "Next time don't tell me what my place is to do - I know where I stand. But what do you fight for?" Rivaxorus turned himself to return to his den. Keeping ears open, so Ren would never catch him by surprise. The large male had his experience but he never went to underestimate anyone. However, he just wished to cool off.
-exit unless stopped- |
