In the eye of the beast

Underestimating him was irritating, but he was not aware of her strength. Shiloh was not a dumb creature, he simply was cautious because after all at the end of the day he would be on top. He'd be standing on a pile of bones with his slaves before him. His pupils dialated, she had misinterpretated his earlier words but it mattered not he treaded carefully this time.

"Language was not caretakers primary concern. Shiloh had one purpose." he looked off into the distance. It mattered not, he'd gathered what he needed. He dipping his head towards her. "Shiloh leaves. Best of luck." he moved away and started to leave. Well muscled body rippling underneath the beasts fur. He was strong even if he was not of this monsterous size. He would learn the ways of these lands and become its king.

-exit unless stopped-

"Shiloh." "You." Think.