Rogue looked over the male with her poisonous eyes. Her tail flicked lightly and her gaze narrowed upon him as he looked tensed up and settled down again. She could tell he wasn’t right, not completely. Ill intent seemed to fill up all over him yet he was an idiot or just pretending to be. Rogue couldn’t tell, she was fairly good at reading others yet she knew nothing at all except he took way to many risks to be a threat. Even a scratch could get infected, a bruise could be troublesome and hurt if hit properly. It was best to minimalize risks when possible which he didn’t seem to know how to do. To Rogue he wasn’t all that impressive or threatening even if he did have ill intent.

He claimed the gain was worth it, when he easily could have taken down a fawn or other smaller prey target that would have been much easier and safer and gain the same effects from. She resisted rolling her eyes but did not argue any further about his foolish choice of taking on a boar. He was a fool and if he knew the risks he wouldn’t have done it. There was no way he could eat that much meet on his own.

He confirmed he was a new wolf to the lands, which Rogue could already tell well enough by his scent but his next words were curious as well. Which one should he worry about? Well he wasn’t holding sterotypes was he? For it was the angels who first called Rogue’s kind demons, back in the days when the wars began. They were certainly more demonic than the demons were, but that was a matter of opinion.

”Well that all depends on you.” She says with a chuckle, for it truly did matter what side he would take. Demons and Angels either way they all had their fair share of evils they do. Demons were simply more ruthless but the code at least was usually upheld… Usually. It was why she had left was because the code was not kept and her own torn devices but she still did not abandon the code. She held onto it stronger than most of the demons of Iromar did. It was for that reason that she knew the Angels here were not her enemies. For what Angels of her homelands would allow her to birth within their sanctuary, take her filthy child that otherwise she would have culled elsewhere?

”So what brings you to these parts then. Surely not just the game here?” It was time to poke and prod time to get some answers from him. She doubted she had anything of interest to her but even these types of wolves had the potential useful.


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