08-15-2012, 12:31 PM
What was that? Was he smirking at Raoth? The coyote's temper spiked, almost hitting boiling point. How dare he! He had no idea what the coyote went through. What he was capable of. He was a trained warrior after all. Even if most of it had been under threat of death if he didn't cooperate. The fact that the dog seemed intent on pushing at this, at threatening what he had determined, just made him more furious. Raoth couldn't exactly speak and tell him to bugger off either.
When he pleased? Raoth was telling him to screw off right now, and yet the guy was holding his ground. He must think that the coyote was some kind of pushover. Shaking his head he lost what little had remained of his temper after humiliating himself with the inability to speak. Sharply he raised his fist, and swung out to punch him in the face. He wasn't going to let some punk who back talked him hang out here! Even if he was exactly the same as Raoth.
When he pleased? Raoth was telling him to screw off right now, and yet the guy was holding his ground. He must think that the coyote was some kind of pushover. Shaking his head he lost what little had remained of his temper after humiliating himself with the inability to speak. Sharply he raised his fist, and swung out to punch him in the face. He wasn't going to let some punk who back talked him hang out here! Even if he was exactly the same as Raoth.