opinions are like assholes

Standing in the presence of an equally gifted wolf made Tyrian feel a whole lot less special - and he hated it. Hopefully Sparrow never met this man or she'd never let Tyrian live down his lack of uniqueness. If he could do so he'd sprout horns or thumbs out of spite. But alas, he had no such talent. He was going to have to settle for being a less-than-special snowflake...at least until he could get his paws on a witch doctor like the one Sparrow had supposedly paid.

In response to Sirius' question Tyrian shrugged insolently and said, "Got nothing better to do at the moment, honestly." He was lying, obviously, since he was here for livestock, but he thought his idea was a great one and he was far too selfish to share. Livestock and thievery would be his leg up in the world. Everyone else had to get their own shtick. "How about you? More interesting things, I hope?"