[M] wanted it all. What did you say?

[Leonard]

Leon smirked humorously when he realized he was speaking in his packs chosen tongue. "Nothing of consequence. A sadistas like you wouldn't care." He responded, his voice monotonous. The wound on his side burned when he turned his body so his right side was facing the blond wolf.

"Why do you do that?" Leon questioned, indicating the guinea pig with his snout as he began to slowly circle the stranger. "Do you derive some sort of amusement from this?" He asked, his voice cold and threatening.

His steps were uneven, the pain in his side forcing a limp. His eyes remained focused on the other male, who still held the dead guinea pig. His heart raged against his ribs, demanding justice be brought upon this man. But Leon knew he wouldn't be able to do anything lasting to his opponent. Hell, he would be lucky to get even another bite on the red eyed sadistas. "Sukelti plaktukas. Let the fates decide." He said out loud, not caring whether the other understood him or not. He felt the blood running down his side, but he took satisfaction in the sight of blood on his opponents arm.

"My name is Leon ven Liudesys." He announced, remembering the regulations his pack held for personal gambits.