patience is key

Micah came forth with another Fish. Grinning he dropped the dead slimy creature upon the earth. Thankfully it was already dead and still. Licking the lips clean off the metallic and bring blood those red eyes flicked back to the opposing male. The name offered rang a few bells, Micah had observed a challenge a while back between a Klein and a Praetor. Other then that he really had no opinions of the Klein’s. That being said, the crimson beast offered a simple nod to the illustrious male, “Do you belong to a pack, Mr. Klein?” With a growing smirk he observed his new companion attempt to catch another. Not before long Micah followed suit by first watching the waters then snapping his fangs down in hopes of obtaining another Fish.