He couldn’t stop his eye from giving a quite visible twitch. It was very hard for him to contain any of his emotion. Really he just didn't’ like the happy-go-lucky types. Life sucked how can someone be that happy all the time and be functioning properly mentally. Seriously. Still though the scraggy male watched her and was surprised she didn’t hear his muttering about how fucking lucky he was to have her company. However, no he wasn’t aggressive, not for no reason at least. Abrasive though was a good word for him.

Her idolatry of life was annoying, her greeting all the way down do apologizing for not having food told him she was just the epitome of a goody paws. Though her pointing out the obvious caused him to roll his eyes. ”Ya think?” He never would have noticed! Clearly his grungy fur and his skinny body he didn’t think he needed food. Her giggle did nothing to help his grumpy attitude. His ears flattened against his head and and gave a little derisive snort. What was more she continued on.

”I don’t need anyone’s help. Let alone yours or those gypsies.” He said looking away. He was stubborn if nothing else. He would figure it out later, after all Moladion was a lot more plentiful than the bad lands he had come from. Mugen would hunt later and it didn’t take a day to put meat back on his body. Hungry as he was he knew he could only eat so much before vomiting. ”What do you gypsies do anyway?” He asked changing the topic. He was quite sure he didn’t actually want to know but it would shut her up and get her off trying to feed him.