You got the bullets, I got the gun

*Caeto* · (This post was last modified: 01-28-2015, 06:22 PM by Caeto.)

Caeto took his eyes off the black boy to look at Cataleya as she started to speak. But not long after, his eyes moved to his paws when she spoke of the pack they tried to disband with their own claws. He was a little relaxed as the word or a tournament would go on, happy to see that there was someone they could play nice with. He was sure it would turn into a death ring of a hundred wolves blood and bodies in the center. He planned on going, but didn't really want to participate. Hopefully he could sit and watch.

Unsure if there was anything else to be said, he would stand to look at Cat once again and then turn way, looking at his half brother his whole turn. And he would make his way around the wolves to leave. Maybe it was about time to leave this place, but he didn't know if that was a good idea.

-Exit Caeto-

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