hate is a strong word but i really really don't like you

The boy seemed to have something on his mind, but Ace wasn't really one to press others to tell him what was up unless it was absolutely necessary. Instead, he often preferred a more passive approach and letting others get to it on their own time, if they chose to. While Noir was still a kid, he didn't know if he would open up about what was eating him or not. Whatever the case, Ace would leave the floor open for that opportunity should Noir decide to take it at some point. "A warrior huh? A wise and bold choice," He glanced at him, a hint of a grin on his features. "I had taken the warrior path when I was your age, too. I fought a bear before I turned a year old, that's where this scar came from,"

He gestured to the largest scars he had on his shoulder. That had been a very wild day, and a very foolish choice. He could have died from that encounter, but he was lucky enough to have escaped with his life. "And this one, I got last winter from fighting off a cougar trying to steal my food," He momentarily crossed his eyes at the scars on his muzzle, hoping the brief action would get Noir to smile at least. "Have you started training yet?" He wondered. It was likely that Rhyme was training him, or maybe Ody. He wasn't sure what was going on around the pack anymore since he had been focused on forging ahead for his own.