It was all kind of insane. One wolf fighting another, for.. fun? And yet, it had an appeal to it that hadn't really occurred to him until now. He hadn't known you could fight without killing each other, and now that he'd seen it done, he was intrigued. "Kinda," came the tentative response from the pale and frail boy. It did look fun, but the after part where you laid there hurting didn't seem appealing. An offer was made, he could sit next to the boy. Shaw pondered this for a moment, but decided he had no real reason to say no, and so his hindquarters would settle along the boy's left side. For a while everything was a blur. The boy at his side seemed to be cheering Cascade and booing the King (something Shaw didn't think was quite kosher) and seemed incredibly wrapped up in the chaos of it all. Shaw tried his best to keep up, watching the warriors square off and watching the King win. Another wolf stepped up and decided to fight, though it seemed she was only doing it to keep her son at bay. There was an extremely large cat that had also joined the.. was it a party? He seemed eager to get in on the 'fun', as Angelus had put it. Shaw watched in absolute silence, taking it all in. This place was chaotic, but for some reason - he liked it. The boy at his side invited the other one over, 'Ash' as he was called. Shaw wondered if he ought to let them be, but as Angelus hadn't dismissed him yet he would remain stationary for the time being, eyes wide with a somewhat dumbfounded look on his face. "Have you fought like this before?" he queried of Angelus - unsure if the larger boy was even listening. Perhaps children weren't allowed to fight, Shaw wasn't really sure what the rules of the fight club were.
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