Taking a small break out of the packlands seemed like a good idea but now things weren't looking so bright, though this person does look like someone he knows. Which is why he hasn't attacked. Time is almost slower in Leroy's brain at the moment at he looked over Sterelin, he was wearing that jacket and some kind or shorts. Blinking for a second his ears turned on his head as his bright red eyes watched him, te water falling off his fur, though each clear and unclear image mixed together made him look different which was slightly confuseing Leroy.
His lips curled when he felt the younger male push him back, stumbling slightly a few steps back Leroy listened to his words before he moved back with a growl in his throat. That was somthing the patterned male did not like at all and oddlyhe got madder by the fact the cold touch exicted him. Drunk his hands were faster then his feet and Leroy's hands darted out at Sterelin's neck and shoulders, grabbing ahold of whatever part to push him into the wall beside him. "Don't push me" The words came out right before he felt his finger grip, turning to slam him into the wall Leroy's wobblely foot gave in the pool of water. A confused growl emitted from his throat as his body moved backwards and the worlds was spin from all the movement, hands locked themselves as the back of his legs hit the couch almost flipping all the way backwards. Blinking for a few second Leroy wasn't sure had happened but his blood was boiling and from the burning in his gut and the cold chill on his skin the confusing exicitment from this woman, man was annoying him.
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