A deep growl was agonizingly stuck in his throat, but he held back his tongue foolishly to his own devices. He had never known Newt, but now with the recent challenge, he pulled himself to follow the lady. Miharu's odd red ears and tipped tail moved along with his snake like stride. His turquoise eyes showing no emotion as he trailed behind other not speaking a word. Newt had been the weaker one, that was why she lost correct? Everyone had to lose eventually though, he knew that, from all of his days of fighting and being a victim the lost prince had no mood towards her. It was the fact that irritation built up in him from the Tortugans. He loathed the pack, not for reasons that should have effected others, but he did. He had felt useless, and used as being deceived in his own pack was not a feeling he wanted to feel. That was why he built up his walls and refused to pull them down.
His strides stop as other began speaking to Newt. There was even Nnoitra here, what was the sub alpha of Tortuga here? He curled his lips back and sighed, giving out a heat of anger. He was here to follow Newt, nothing else. If he had to deal with these ones then he would, but sure enough he was pissed as hell to even be breathing the same air as they were. Miharu should have not cared one bit. As he approached Newt, he gave a respectful dip of his head. He would still follow her. His tail flicked and his gaze missed everyone and wandered over Nnoitra, he closed his eyes and looked away.
