The boy next door

"Speech"

Malachai's gaze landed easily on the young man that approached him, the boy seemed close to his own size and as such was easy to see above the tall grasses that might have hidden a smaller wolf. A smirk pulled at his lips and he cocked his head to the side, mismatched gaze narrowing as he watched the boy approach, wondering what exactly it was that would happen, he flexed his shoulder's rolling them, almost a cocky action as he stood upon another's lands and practically dared this boy to challenge him. But that's not what would happen, not right away at least.


He quirked a brow as the question reached him and a sharp barking laugh fell from Malachai's lips. He nodded. "No need to ask if your from the Armada, but yes. What gave it away? The impressive warrior figure? Or the pack scent?" It was perhaps the most eloquent the young man had ever been but something about the question had tickled his fancy and he'd humor the young man.