Time to Train! Time to fight!
09-09-2020, 10:52 PM
Her giggle fueled the desire for her throat, how dare she giggle in a fight? Even as fast as thoughts were he was still in the middle of his indignant thought when he heard and felt the reverberation of teeth on teeth clacking and then felt her weight knocking him to the ground. Even as he landed he seemed to recall the concept was meant to be that Naiche knock her over! This had gone the wrong way.
It took effort to stop the snarling that ran through his throat as she leaned down. It had been a bet, not something he had planned on but Naiche had thrown terms back, had he not? The snarl was bit back to accept if not give much in return for the kiss. The look in his eyes as the entire time was a burning desire to bite while she was right there. This damn female. He had only known Asla for a few minutes and already knew this was one packmate he didn’t like. There had to be better opponents to fight.
Then she was gone, and walking back to Resin. The hell? Naiche got back up, shaking his coat and loads of tension out. Working to lower that inner anger of losing to her. It had nothing to do wither her being a girl, nothing to do with her size, it had to do with her attitude! She certainly did live up to her little ‘princess’ title in all the worst ways possible. She had just made it quite clear she felt herself superior.
Naiche watched her for a moment, then turned his own shoulder. He was done. He took a few steps away then inwardly moaned. Didn’t he want Resin’s advice? Was it really worth the cost of being around Asla? The wheat-toned wolf took a slow exhale, calming himself the rest of the way for rational thought. Turning about he headed towards Resin, looking to her for critiquing without a glance to the stuckup princess. May she kiss a toad.
He didn’t question Resin right away, Asla had got to her first. May she kiss a toad and a snake, a venomous one.
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