you become what you hate

With a saunter, Caedes moved into the clearing where a challenge was about to unfold between the reigning alpha and a bold challenger. He was hoping to see some bloodshed, injuries open and bleeding so that he might have a thrilling show… He did not know either opponent, nor most of the wolves present.. save for Rhazien. His fur, a rich tapestry of scars along his midnight coat rippled with the muscles beneath as he approached the male.

“Rhazien.” The massive brute rumbled out, eyes alight with mirth. Why wouldn’t he be pleased to meet his kin here? He had already met Kaino, and made her swear not to mention him until he faced Sephiran himself. Of course his reasoning was selfish. He wanted more freedom to hunt his newfound obsession, the likes of which he had never experienced before. But she was elusive, and out of his reach within the territory of the very Alpha being challenged now if the scents were proof enough. Funny how fate would be so gracious. Soon enough, even if the alpha kept his title, he would be seeing her again.

That would be his only greeting, frame gracefully drifting next to the other Saxe, settling in with a chuckle as he and the rest of the gathered wolves watched in anticipation.