What're You Lookin' At?

His thoughts were solely on finding Acapella and making sure she was okay. He wasn't completely aware of his surrounds until he heard someone speaking to him. "Still alive are you, you sadistic fuck?" his head rose abruptly as his blue gaze found the dark pelted female that had spoken, but he couldn't quite remember if he'd seen her somewhere or not. "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to!?" He growled, hackles rising in anger. "I'm surprised no one has put you down like the rabid mutt you are." His lips peeled back to bare his fangs at her as she continued, "Who the fuck are you?" and in the few moments he stood there, it clicked. Her scent was familiar, and it dawned on him that she was from the pack that had kicked Acapella out of her home. "I see...you're from the mongrel pack that kicked Acapella out just for talking to me. I hope you know she had a pretty hard time on her own until I found her and helped her, bet your alpha would be delighted to hear she struggled up until she came to me." He hissed as he fully faced her, preparing himself for what he was sure would turn into a fight. "Typical of you lot. Instead of helping to care for those that need it, you'd rather not have the responsibility so you send them out to die." It was his turn to sound disgusted as he kept his gaze on her, the anger for them exiling the helpless woman rising. Sure it had been his fault that she was blind, but they had made amends and it was one of many consequences of getting in a fight.