Trophy

Not quite worthy of his time and full attentions just yet, his interest within their meeting would begin to dwindle. She was oh so confident, and it seemed even after pushing her chassis to the loose earth beneath her, she was still unwary of his power and intentions. It was somewhat foolish to say the least, medalling with a creature that was the one decider of her quality of future. However he would tolerate it purely due to the potential positives such determination could bring, and hesitantly he could grow to appreciate her striving desires. ?You?ve not had the pleasure of knowing me yet, little dove,? and with those words he would begin to turn, extended tail flipping out behind him as it would stroke the soil in his wake, one glance spared backwards, ?You are a Hunter now, prove yourself within the rank and there?s nothing to say you can?t succeed. Unless, of course, your head gets the better of you.? He would chuckle again, lowering onto his elbows as he would attempt to slip out of the den and make his way back to his duties. Keep her wondering.

-- potential exit, muahaha