At least the two wolves were somewhat familiar, he wasn't sure if he was in the mood to deal with outright strangers that night. He regarded them with a side glance for a moment, they both had relatively pale coats and they had announced themselves readily so it wasn't a concern. He still had that uptight, wound up energy within him, an edge that was starting to lean towards the temperamental. Ronan did not like the unknown, after all the shit he'd seen and done he had to know.
"I'm not in the best mood tonight." He admitted, cutting right to the chase, his voice bordering on curt, but not quite stepping over the line. More of a misanthrope than most, he couldn't deny. "You two, fight me." He decided, already shifting into a battle ready stance, shoulders set, wings flaring out defensively. The floor was open for the pair to make the first moves, he'd react accordingly enough.
The sand was soft under paw, the skies colours bleeding out, a distraction if he dared to glance that way. All of it was distracting, the questions and thoughts that rattled around in his head. His focus could be sharp and cutting, right to the point, he was better than this. That he knew.
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