Just a little hunting...

The boy's words met Oxx's ears and the giant chuckled. "Oh, I'd be perfectly fine with things staying as they are as well. It makes getting around so much easier." Sticking to the shadows. Skulking about. It was all good, fun times. How else would Oxx have been able to get so very close to this little mottled morsel?

The giant man was still moving closer to the boy, though there was no aggression in his movements. He moved at a casual, somewhat lazy pace. Each step closer was a step closer to sinking his teeth into the smaller wolf, but it never showed. "So what is a Hallows kid doing out this late and all on his own? These are dangerous times." Oxx blinked and gave his head a sad, dramatic shake. "Everyone knows about the bad things that have happened to wanderers as of late."

With a few feet between them, Oxx grinned, his jagged, serrated teeth catching the bright moonlight. "Surely your brother told you what happened to him." He wasn't sure if the boy knew who he was, but he surely knew who the boy was. He'd had a lot of time to scope out The Hallows. Oxx knew who they all were. Each and every one.

"Oxx Carpathius"