Shoot it, shoot it out cause they want it, want it now, now

Kotori had been checking out Hell's river, the molten lava had interested him since he’d first spotted it well over a year ago.  The lava still flowed and in the future, this would be useful to Kotori.  He had been heading back towards his pack with Tove when a challenging howl was heard.  What was this?   It seemed a lot of Boreas wolves were of a mind to start new packs lately.  The horned wolf grinned as he recognized who was being challenged.

“Let’s go, Tove.  This will be fun and I’m very curious who wins.”  With that, Kotori turned north and made his way to the battlefield with a smug smile.  There was Bellamy, waiting for the alpha of Valhalla.  “Fight well.  Stay proud.” Two simple words are offered to the wolf.  He didn’t know Bellamy well but they had met under good terms prior.  On the other hand, Ardyn had ticked Kotori off on the first meeting.  Of course, Kotori had been stewing over a hurt heart and bruised ego when he ran into the Valhalla’s alpha so it wasn’t hard to upset him at that point.

Kotori took a seat, not overly far from Bellamy.  He glanced at Tove, “Valhalla alpha is named Ardyn.  I don’t like him.” It was a flat statement without bothering to explain more.  Did the ‘why ‘really matter?  

"Kotori Fatalis"