The boy wasn't doing himself any favors, acting like he was. Cuirass had to stop himself from straight up attacking the male on the way to Asteraia, especially when he decided it was smart to try to snap at Cuirass himself a few times. He didn't exactly have a short temper so it was easy to say the male was on the last of it by the time they reached the borders. When he decided to call the boy on it, he was surprised that he decided to try mocking his voice instead. He laughed out loud and shook his head in amusement. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure even I don't sound that retarded. Must be a little extra that only you can put into it. Really? Mimicking someone's voice? Don't you have better tricks than that? You're straight up boring me now." He snorted. Then the male started yelling about how he didn't care, asking Cuiras if he would kill him and Cuirass lunged, his teeth clicking together just inches from the male's nose. He snarled in his face. "Don't tempt me."

He rolled his eyes as the boy went on about how he'd only shut up when he was dead or allowed to leave. "I'm not the one who gets to decide that or believe me, option A would already be in effect." He muttered. The male then thought he should throw himself back down on the ground and start groaning and rolling around. He sighed. Couldn't he act a little bit more mature for even a minute? Where the hell was Boneskull when he needed him? He could whip this fool into shape in no time. Grabbing him by the tail, he dragged him across the plains, his growls only increasing in volume when the boy complained or groaned, making himself dead weight. Finally Cuirass released him and the boy looked up with a loathing that actually made Cuirass' brow rise a little.

"You'd think you'd learn how to make a few of your own then." He said right back, glaring as the boy tried to tell him he smelled. He smirked despite himself. "Pretty sure I wouldn't have a pack to steal for if I ate them all, though the thought is tempting. Maybe if I just take a leg or something from you, I won't have such thoughts." He stepped back and swiped his paw across the ground, throwing dirt at the boy's face. He was trying to get under his skin, anything to get him up and out of this whiny zone he found himself stuck in. "Get up. Get up and be some kind of creature I might be able to call a wolf. Is this how your parents taught you? Maybe your mom fights like this so that must have been who raised you. You certainly smell like a girl so it would make sense that you whine like one too."