He is staring at her, saliva already beginning to pool with his slightly parted jaws as he awaits for her reply. He does not desire her completely but for this moment, she would have to do. It is at this moment that he can smell it. The most familiar and disgusting musk of a male that Malikye could ever smell flows sneakily into his nares. His nose wrinkles, eyes dialating as he blinks away his slow anger. Latched on to the scent of his twin lurks a stranger's perfume, and the all too familiar aroma of lust and desires. His lips curls upward into a snarl, flashing dangerously white daggers as he refuses to look at his nearing brother. Of course he would choose this time out of all times to arrive. Malikye was a mass of fury, adrenaline fueling him as his gaze never wavers from his delicatble female. While Faelon was allowed a night to satisfy his hungers, Malikye's was now interrupted, not only that but Faelon was late, as always. Hackles rise and appear upon the beast's back like spikes. It took a lot of self control to have a brother like Faelon.

"Why, isn't it my dearest big brother? What a pleasure it is- seeing you with such a lovely thing with you. Are you sure you did not ask me to come here to meet your new pet? Or did you actually want to spend time with me?" Malikye growls, a low ominent threat as he finally turns his head, planting those ice cold shards upon his brother with irritation. His eyes roll, a smirk forming upon his lips slowly. Faelon was no fool, he would know that if Mal ever found a female worth bedding for more than a day, he would never let her meet his twin. Now pet? Malikye was in the process of that but with his brother here, well now it would be even more difficult. His head lifts from where it was and he looks down upon his slightly smaller brother as his hackles lower. Besides the fact that Mal was annoyed and his happiness once more disrupted, he was glad to see his doppleganger alive and well. "perfect timing as always brother."

He almost moved towards his sibling to greet him in teh most dangerous way when out of the corner of his eye he sees movement. Faelon's approach had almost taken Malikye's eyes off of the prize. He had missed the earlier snicker, missed the glint in teh insane female's eyes. Now, he watched as her jaws launched at his throat. The soldier snarls, a vicious cry exploding from his mouth as he pushes towards her, meeting her launch halfway and crashing into her smaller frame. He is attempting to break her balance and throw her off of her attack. If it works, Malikye would end up standing before her, hackles raised as he slams his massive paw down upon her windpipe. He is not trying to kill her, only hold her still with brute strength so she cannot attack again. His paw rests below her jaw, upon her throat so any sort of squirming would merely cause more pressure, more pain, and less room for breathing.

Teeth part as saliva falls from his pearls, he lowers his head, hot breath falling upon her face. "fool," he hisses, daring to graze his jaws along her cheek. "you dare attack me? I should kill you now." He snarls, snapping away from her and turning that scarred face to look upon his brother. gload you're night was grand." He smirked, releasing the girl as he backs up towards his brother. Now if she were to attack, not only would she have to face one big bad wolf, sh eowuld be taking on the twins. Alone Malikye has taken down elk and killed males bigger than her. With his brother, well, lets just say his brother brought out the worst in him.

ooc: Hope that is okay!

"hear my battle cry."