I Walk Alone...

N/A · 06-23-2013, 04:44 PM

"stay. away. from. my. sister. His sister? That guy is her brother...? Huh, so I guess siblings stick together. Not that I would know... The tri-colored warrior stared at the two wolves in front of him. The pair did seem to have similarities, of what? Well he wasn't sure except for color. He didn't care either, just that she was much smaller then the uptight kid. He huffed, sitting down with ears pinned back, cold gaze never leaving his attacker or his opponent. He shook himself, removing what dirt and bits of foliage that had collected on his coat, the white remained dirty, however. Grunting, he decided he'd speak to the two kids. "So you pair are brother and sister huh? I can see the resemblance. You're both hot headed annoyances." He replied curtly. He still felt strange under the dark gray gaze of the smaller she-wolf. He tried to avoid it, but he didn't want to seem like it bothered him. Sure, he was looking for a fight even if it was unprovoked, but he wouldn't stand for someone trying to best him or talk to him that way either. He debated whether or not to introduce himself, until he scented something else on the wind.

Ears perked up when he saw another creature come over the rise. It was another wolf, slightly similar to these two but more different. Ears flattened to his head and a growl left his maw as the other one joined the gray pair.
"I swear if this is an ambush, all three of you will not leave here without serious injury!" He snarled. IF it came to him having to fight all three of these strangers, he would definitely give them something to remember him by. It wouldn't be the first time he had fought a band of wolves. rogues mostly but still dangerous nonetheless. His hackles rose, along with the fur along his spine and neck. He pulled his lips back to reveal dagger like fangs, a little longer then a regular wolves. His jutted out an inch or two below his lips. Maw wrinkled into a fearsome and dangerous looking creature, he stood in a threatening stance towards these new people. The man would not fall, not here. Not until he found out the truth. His eyes swept over the three, observing them. Waiting for an attack...then the newer wolf spoke.[/font]

"We seem to get off on the wrong foot then provoke one another...and what does this lead to? It leads to this. Would you both rather fight than work whatever this is out in a civilized manner?"Squall continued to eye them...though now it seemed perhaps a fight wouldn't ensue. His menacing snarls died down to a low rumble in his chest. He slowly began to relax, though still kept a ready stance in case it was a trick. After hearing the third wolfs words, he scoffed. "That mangy mutt started it! If he hadn't shown up to bully the stranger then none of this would've happened in the first place." The warrior turned around to lick the bite on his leg as it started to throb. She hadn't gotten him too bad, but her teeth were still sharp and had still managed to meet muscle. Not to mention his fur wasn't as thick around his legs to begin with, not with his lack of food. He was a skinny sight, especially after that fight it had shown. His ribs were visible under his now patchy pelt with some fur clumps falling here and there. He glanced at them, waiting for someone to speak.

Speech,

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