Don't Chew With Your Mouth Full

After taking a closer look at the boy, his gaze shifted back to the serpent, intrigued by the twitching corpse. He realized its head had been crushed, obviously by the boy which he found delightful. The smirk on his face grew wider, obsidian steel fangs shimmering in the sunlight. If this boy was able to commit such violence at an early age.... How exciting. It made him wonder what type of environment this boy lived in, and where it was.

His comment brought out another rumble of laughter from Rhazien, his multi-hued gaze shifting back to the boy. “Once or twice,” He said, cryptic as always. Jotting down the boy’s name in his memory, matching it to his scent and face. He couldn't help but look at those cat claws again. Oh, the potential. “I’m Rhazien.” He was still analyzing Tarnish, trying to decipher if he was going to let him go, or try and capture him for their brood. “You from around here? Or did you come looking for a serpent to rob? But first, he needed to know if this boy already belonged to someone- couldn’t go stirring up too much trouble, just yet.  

"Rhazien Saxe"