We'll fight until you forget who you belong to

He was standing in the mangrove forest, where he'd veered to as Sirius went to wash himself in the banks on the coast. He'd noted the bird above, though he was unsure if it was monitoring him or the area surrounding. Sirius was back a few moments later, Bast at his side as seemed to be where she preferred. He was still studying the small feline when Sirius spoke. Incredulity caused his eyes to widen somewhat, sudden discomfort causing him to shift his paws anxiously. As quickly as he'd been relieved of this sensation, it rushed back at the mention of combat.

Dove took a step back, putting further distance between he and this man who could not possibly understood what he asked of him. Confusion, unwillingness, and caution swirled in his lavender gaze, a motley concoction to top off the tinge of fear that touched him -- which he shoved down, deep into the recesses of his mind. There was nothing to fear here, he told himself. Yet..

"Why?" he asked, the wariness clear in his voice.