Phantom Hollow You don't have any friends! Nobody likes you!

Judas could imagine that this friendship of theirs would take them to new heights. Though one thing he knew was that Lumar would never agree with it, but what she didn't know wouldn't hurt. Yet that was in fact the issue with him, for he in fact did not know about them already having met. And when he found out, nothing would go well.

A grin spread across his muzzle. He had a lot of stress bottled up inside. What better way then on helpless birds. "Let's oblige, then." Judas ran out, not bothering to wait for his new friend to catch up. It made him glad to finally have something to kill, have something to maul and beat around. Something both sides could handle doing.