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08-04-2021, 09:38 AM
Despite how prickly Kuroki could be when worked up and in a bad mood, he wasn't a sore loser. Nor was he much of a bully either. When he felt Arcturus' paw press against his throat he was more than able to take a hint and relinquished his grip. It was no surprise that he was related to Sirius, Kuroki had been taught a thing or two by the Warlord and whilst his methods were a lot different from the Shogun it was obvious they were affective. Spitting the stray bits of fur from his mouth, Kuroki rolled out his shoulders and swallowed away the lump of discomfort that had formed in his throat due to the pressure. It wasn't a big deal, it'd pass.
For Kuroki fighting didn't carry the same weight as it did for others, he had no sense of honour or responsibility to win. It was just an outlet, he did it cause it was fun and he liked it. Why did everything have to be deep?
"Ai, you win" He waved him off with a flick of his front paw. "Name's Kuroki. Oki's fine."