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She may be a monster testing out the water, a child unknowing of her strength and if he was anyone else he would have put her in her place by now. She may have been a loyal pack member and may have had ties with the leaders but he smelled on her a ranking lower than himself, something that he would have exploited in anyone else where someone else to talk to him and act like this with him as she was. But he managed to hold his anger back, something that he had been good at after a long time of much practice. But still perhaps it would be better for her to heed all of those trying to teach her about lines and boundaries but perhaps in her he saw a life that he desperately wishes that he could have had, a life where he could be the rebellious teenager or something of that sort rather than being the male who was forced to grow up and was now the way that he was. He had been forced to grow up quickly and adapt to the new world that he had found himself in or perish. Well it was fairly obvious as to which he chose to be given that he was standing there in front of her. Still though he had wanted to do so much as a child but now was no longer able to do those things. That ship had long since sailed and he was still stuck in this adult’s body.
The only signs that he gave that he was agitated with her seemed to either go unnoticed by the female or she was completely disregarding the warning signs. But either way since she didn’t respond to him, he could only assume that she didn’t see them and so set about being sure to keep his thoughts and his emotions to himself without letting them get overboard and without him going crazy with all of these pent up things inside of him. He spoke with her and found that the more that he spoke with her and answered her questions, the more that he was able to tolerate her and her disrespect, treating him as an equal rather than someone that was ranked above her. But these questions were all honest questions and the female seemed to be genuinely interested by whatever it was that he said as if the concept of clothing really did confuse her and so long as she was being honest about this then he didn’t mind explaining it to her. Clothing was hard to explain to someone that didn’t wear them though he was coming to find out. Telling Bastion about it was bad enough but trying to defend wearing something as primitive as clothing? It was hard to do but now that he wore them he felt…well…naked without his clothing and it wasn’t really a sort of thing that he liked to feel. Plus it was so easy to show others just what kind of a good tracker or finder you were if you showed up with clothing that was found in the ruins. Clothing really was good after all.
Suddenly green eyes rose up to meet his own and a low warning growl sounded in his throat. It sounded harsh from the male but he couldn’t help it. She had overstepped herself by so brazenly looking up into his eyes, a direct act of insubordination. Hand itched to raise it against her but seeing as how he didn’t want to try to prove why he did it to the leaders if they were to ask he withheld himself, one of the harder things he had had to do today. The girl continued to ask him her questions but as she did her voice continued to get louder and he shifted a little, agitation growing within him until it was hard for him to handle it. He didn’t want to lash out at her but at the same time it seemed that it was a good idea. Up until this point he had been able to handle her but it was the way that she looked at him that made him want to smack some sense into her but he merely watched her, the cool façade never breaking despite the tumultuous feelings that were going on inside of him, threatening to rip him apart if he wasn’t sure. She began to pace around him still questioning him and he had to hold back a sigh. ”No need to raise your voice at me. I may have a tattered ear but I can still here. If you get stuck, you wiggle out of your clothing. It’s much better than if you get a trap and you’re held in by your skin. You can’t escape from that. If someone grabs your clothing then you get out of the hold. It’s the same exact thing as if you were fighting in the nude. It gets hot but just as hot as if you didn’t have anything on. Why don’t you try it if you’re so curious about it?”
