The scent of the second in command was barely noticed before the dark man himself appeared. Scarlet eyes and blonde muzzle fell in automatic response to the higher ranked Anathema member, and he was about to step out of the way when he noted that the man’s stride had slowed and the maw of the other seemed to draw an unbalanced smile at seeing the younger male. Sunset gaze investigated Theodore’s face quickly before sinking again, as he was not interested in trouble in any form.
The male spoke however, and the boy was genuinely surprised beneath the passive shell he always wore. It was an unexpected offer indeed, but a welcome one. The young Lykoi was not fond of stalking the darkness of the caves without motivation to drive him forward. There were possibilities he should seize, but he was a quiet and unsocial creature that rarely reached out first if he could help it. Theodore had taken that first step. Of course, this doubtfully had anything to do with the hybrid personally, but it was only natural for a leader to seek to strengthen his members.
Itachi had chosen the warrior path, but he was a novice, and everyone knew this. ”If it would please you, Rakeeb” he replied, lowering his head slightly for the taller optime, his leader.
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