Skoll was not conventionally vain, but he was a very dominant individual and took any perceived disrespect as a slight against him. His instincts drove him to bristle and punish whichever individual wasn’t taking him seriously. Even if he didn’t think he was that great personally—especially not now—the little alpha within him wouldn’t allow anyone to put themselves above him mentally.
Being smirked at did not help this attitude, and his tail curled behind him as his hands dropped into fists. The small show from the coyote was picked up on immediately, and he let his own posture grow straight in response, though his green eyes followed the little movements as the male gestured in the direction of Hwin’s retreat and his nostrils flared to take in the blond boy’s scent.
Not fully understanding, Skoll grimaced harder but didn’t make any moves. He guessed that the coyote couldn’t speak, and even if he had a dumb face his nonverbal communication showed that he wasn’t really that dumb. Skoll let his lip curl, though, as a final sort of warning. "None of it’s your business, so leave me alone."
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