The younger male showing up and ignoring his existence entirely was off-putting at first, though after he started to speak about his pick it was apparent that this hunter was simply.. focused. He was in that predatory zone that brought a slight smirk to Elias' lips. He knew what that felt like, but the overconfidence dripping off his words prevented Eli from approving of their other hunting partner right away. The thought of attempting to take down an adult boar without getting hit, even with a limp, was nearly unfathomable to the experienced boar hunter. After the first couple gores from their tusk that Elias had received on his hunts, and the agonizing days of limited mobility that followed while he healed, prevented him from hunting adult males again. He stuck to sows and piglets that strayed too far from their bull.
Still, he was young and ambitious like this man once. He reminded himself that this was a member of Lirim, and a friend of his friend- Frostbite. His eyes leered back to the other alpha as he thought over their choices. Finally, he decided to speak his mind.. as.. politely filtered as possible.
"That boar's tusks are long enough to pierce through your ribcage and right into your lungs. The way he throws his neck is not affected by the broken leg he has healed in the past and caused him to limp, he will still toss those tusks at you with strength enough to break your own leg and give you the very same limp." He flicked an ear, turning to face the younger male now as he explained.
"It would be more profitable for us to take down a boar his size as opposed to just one little runty piglet, but there is a reason he is still the only bull in this family. He is still strong, and it would be better for one of us to lure him away and avoid every possibility of injury from those tusks. If we play this right, two of us could stay behind and take down sow and piglets. There is still a risk for injury, but bruises and fractures are easier to heal than penetrated internal organs. And, we would still dine like Kings." He offered a flash of his teeth in a slight smile to the younger male before turning to Frost.
"Unless you are here for those tusks, I can imagine the possibilities of weaponry that can be crafted from them would be appealing. Whatever the case is, I am here to get bloody just as well as you two." A smirk and a charming glint of those brilliant red eyes said everything about his eagerness to assist in this particular hunt.
Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.
