Sshhh... Do you hear that sound? He growls into your ear.

The brute had always had an easy time making small talk, and now was no different with this female. Most wolves that he encountered liked to talk, and they liked to talk about themselves so that was what he would ask about. He listened and answered back, but was not always too interested in the conversation. Most wolves were all the same, and when things were the same it grew boring. But Milo had different interests. She was interested in taking a pack for her own. Most were not ambitious or brave enough to do something like that. Padfoot never understood the appeal of packs, but he knew that the majority of vargs out there were pack driven and he was the outlier there. “I plan to claim Munashii Gekko, I think it's nice and I hope to be a good leader this time.” The brute noticed the flicker of sadness and anger that flashed over her momentarily, and picked up on her wording. this time She had been a leader before. Padfoot was never shy, and often asked things that annoyed or bothered others, but he never had a filter and that was how he liked it. ”This time? You’ve done this before then?”

The female did not stop their conversation though, and this time she was asking the questions. “Well sir, whats your favorite place in blossom? Whatever your favorite place is, how about you lead me there?” Padfoot smiled at the femme. Most were so consumed with themselves that they never asked about the other one that they were conversing with. The whole while she was wagging her plume and prancing on her paws. Milo was much more cheerful than most that he encountered. ”Well, follow me then.” He gave her another smile before turning back to the trees to show her. Most vargs that he had met either didn’t like or did not know about the caves in Blossom. But they were dark and cool, and Padfoot liked them. His dark form blended in well and he had always enjoyed the night more to the day, and even in the brightest of days he could find darkness in the caves. As he walked through the trees he turned to the femme once more, ”So how long have you been in Blossom then?”

The midnight colored brute knew the way to the caverns and it did not take him long to lead her to them. He paused, not going into them in case she didn’t want to. ”Have you ever visited the caves before? I suppose this would be my favorite spot.”

That's the sound of your death. His claws scrape against stone.
Picture and table credit to Alesana <3