Like a Good Neighbor! [R A I D]

His words earned a gentle chuckle, even as the two fought. Kai had no hard feelings against Rhyme; it wouldn't be a stretch to say he had fonder feelings for Abaven than he did for Winterfell, given the circumstances, and his own selfish nature. Another chuckle was issued as he caught Rhyme's head with his tusk, though a moment later he felt the pressure of paws clawing at his chest. Perhaps his heart just wasn't in the fight... maybe if he had even a sliver of malicious intent toward his opponent, he might be capable of putting up more of a fight... or maybe lounging around in Winterfell was making him soft, but he felt his body begging him to back down, no longer enjoying the firm hold that Rhyme had on him. He'd been enslaved for far too long for his comfort, and the feeling of being constrained again was bringing up feelings he had no desire to confront anytime soon. "Fine, fine, you win, old man," Kai responded, grumbling but still relatively good-natured as he let his head fall, resigned to his defeat.