that whistling sound
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The male could feel the hostile vibes coming off of the male who looked so similar to himself. Despite being much older, and with different coloured eyes, the Rakeeb couild see similarities in the male in front of him. A bitterness hung about the both of them, an aggression that Ravesque might not want to admit to. Either way, there was tension and a growing aggression between the males that Teddy could feel as a tangible emotion. With the deers blood still dripping down his chin, the male felt his body respond to the signals being sent his way. His hackles rose and his ears flashed back against his skull. He managed to keep his lips from sliding back to show his teeth, but it was an angry expression none the less. The mans tones almost made him lunge forward, the lazy sarcasm grating on his bones. He turned then and if Teddy was a lesser warrior, he would have lunged for him.

"I can see we aren't going to get along, Zepar."

He commented, turning back to his deer with a growl. It wasnt like he cared very much if the male liked him or not. There were plenty in Anathema who didnt like him, he was sure. It was more the lack of respect that was really bugging the male. He moved, picking the deer up and shaking it in the process, sending a spray of blood across the males stones. He would have apologised, had it not been for the males rudeness. Or maybe he wouldnt have- he was never too sure.


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