Moonspear Lick My Wounds

Dash had seemed friendly enough, but the hybrids words seemed to have displeased him. He gave Harley a snippy reply, and in return the shephard pinned his ears, giving the darker man a confused look. Harley's temper was his downfall, but to him the fight really wasn't all that big a deal, in itself. Yes, they'd fought for pride, but also for dominance, though it hadn't been a real struggle for that.
            "We fought to settle something before it became an issue, no matter there be food or not. Standing up for yourself is important, and I would much rather bear these wounds than have turned away a coward."
Pulling himself to his paw stiffly, the male started to pad off further up the mountain. Whether Dash followed or not didn't matter to the half breed, but he wouldn't take kindly to the critisizing of his decisions.

Haha, hissy fit, sorry xD He's just mad he lost.