Sick of It [PO]

Ren smirked as Rivaxorous precisely proved his point. Clearly, the boy alpha was incapable of listening, and that amused the cold man to the point that a predatory and mocking smile curved his lips, chuckling quietly as Rivaxorus babbled on meaninglessly. "Isn't that precisely what I just said? That you may only make certain I do my base duties?" The words rang with mocking, because the boy's words simply didn't make sense - 'you cannot spout words of making sure you do base duties'. If Ren recalled, moments before he had told Rivaxorus that he can only remind Ren of doing base duties. Which was exactly what the so-called alpha did. Of course, Rivaxorus was probably too dense and proudful to see that.

Ren's mocking smile held especially as Riv tensed himself up. What, did Riv think Ren would attack him? Why would he? "You can relax yourself, Rivaxorus. I have no intentions of attacking you. That would simply be a waste of my time and energy," he snorted. Rivaxorus would continue to speak, directly contradicting his earlier words. Did the idiot not know when to shut up? Apparently not. "You sure about that, pretty boy?" His chuckle said that it was very clear that Ren did not think that Rivaxorus had any idea of where he belonged. Perhaps he was being a bit... too much of an asshole, but plainly put, the conversation brought a sick sort of pleasure to him. It was amusing seeing someone get so annoyed over his words, only do do precisely what he said, utterly unaware that what he said proved Ren's point. He let Riv walk away without trouble; why would he drag the wolf back? He proved his point, even if the other was unaware of it. Instead, Ren stretched out a paw in front of him, and started cleaning and nibbling on his toes, something that absolutely exuded the disdain and uncaring attitude he held for Rivaxorus. It wasn't, of course, blatant disrespect, but it certainly made his position clear.

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