My light poison green and black eyes are caught. Their attention is drawn to a black figure that she had met before. With the sight of him I feels the fur on my spine tingle. I grin wide at him slithering towards me. He is larger now, more grown and full than before. When we chased off that princess, he was but a small pup then. No one stays a pup for long unless they die, and he survived to grow to a much more impressive statue than the last time I lay eyes on him.

I keep my head up, twisting it slightly with my chin up. I grin in a sick smirk as I know he comes to me. Not the other way around, mind you. He comes to me on this night. I allow my eyes to remain on him, to observe him and how he is now. He is still young, still small given that he is coming upon what appears to be his second winter, but larger for sure. I am of course fully grown now- and we are certainly not equals as of yet. I cab tell that he will likely be around my size when he is fully grown though, as I remember being his age.

"Blackthorne," I say in reply to his greeting of my name. I dip my maw slightly. I also did not wish to return to Glorall so quickly. He comes next to me, and he says that we should find some prey. My lips part in a more wicked grin.

"Already on it," I say with a bit of a laugh to my voice.

"What did you think I was out here doing, hm?" I question, flicking my head towards where a scent and some very slight movement was not too far off. I think that there is a wolf over there, someone small, but I cannot confirm as of yet. Just a suspicion. My eyes then focus in on the area that had my attention.

I begin to move towards the area, my paws of white placing carefully as to minimize my noise. My green and black eyes look for any movements, and my white ears flicker forward to listen to the world around me. My eyes flick back to Blackthorne, as the scent becomes stronger. I finally see something dark among the grasses, but it is very hard to see. I feel my fur on edge as my tail lifts. My shoulders roll forward and I point in the direction.

"There," I whisper to thorn with my delectable voice, my body sudden bursting forward towards what I think is a young creature- ready to chase it as my body remains excited for the hunt. My actions will reply on if I am right, as well as what Thorne does in these quick moments.