Hope For a Better Day

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And of course, someone had to be there with him. Always willing to talk to him, to be friends. Really, Zozton liked rivals a lot more than he likes alliances. Rivals were more enjoyable...they held much more fun to them. Friends? That kind of relationship was never at his favor. Never ever, and he didn't think it would be in a while. But...this behemoth seemed respectful and full of interest for him. So the brute gave him a chance. For now.
He slowly raised his head from the water and casted his magenta gaze to the man, his blunt expression remaining. But he managed to speak in reply. At least. "Greetings..." Ears would slowly move forward with curiosity. "I'm just exploring. Getting a drink maybe...but I could ask the same for you. Don't you have a pack?" The aroma of this man carried a very faint source of pack...maybe he was on a trip? Or maybe he was scouting, spying, etc.?