Mugen snorted, but it wasn’t exactly the best feeling when he did. He felt the congestion in his chest move, and the liquid in his nose shootout. The male thought he was funny, it wasn’t like he cared though in the slightly. HIs little humorless chuckle may as well had fell on deaf ears. Let alone the sly grin the crept across his muzzle. He continued trudging forward though when it seemed the male had lost his tongue for a moment and was actually going to mind his own business. Good, Mugen didn’t want to deal with some weird shit trying to get all up and be nosey. He certainly wasn’t being helpful by telling Mugen something he didn’t already know. That was annoying and a waste of his time and precious breaths. After all it was already feeling as though he was on borrowed time.

However, it WASN’T all that fox-like bastard wanted. Mistake? Hah! The sound even managed to come out of his mouth. Mugen might have been one damn foot in the grave but if this guy thought that he was going to stop or regret what he did, well HE was the one that was mistaken. Mugen wouldn’t stop for nothing for that stupid little rat son of his. Absolutely nothing and there was nothing this male by the gods could do about it. ”Prove it! He scoffed not looking back or even giving pause for a moment. Really Mugen probably would have given him more trouble if he didn’t actually have something else to do, mainly beat his son’s ass.

However, he did pause if not but for a second at the weird sounds slipping out of his throat. Only for a moment. ”Sounds like someone beat me to the punch. You sound like you got something in your throat, pal.” He said continuing forward, heading off to find Tora. He was getting close and he couldn’t let the trail go cold.