Arrow Lake beware the man who would kill a god

As he had lunged for the fish (which he hadn't actually looked at in detail) it became apparent that it wasn't even worth the trouble. A few bites were all that remained, not enough to even provide an hour's worth of energy for the large male. Nikan grunted as the other's shoulder slammed into him, knocking into the injured side of his body and causing the throbbing pain to flare up again. This was enough for Nikan to stumble backward with a pained growl, raising his posture again and studying the male with sudden eerie calm. The curling of his lips stopped and his narrowed eyes opened as he just seemed to stare. A fight was something he hadn't had in too long, he hadn't tasted the blood of another on his tongue in quite some time and he craved it. This triggered another wave of aggression, this time the plan being to further piss off and trigger the defensive male into a fight. He snorted and shook out his fur, circling once more and eyeing for a good spot to lunge in.

Then all at once he remembered his current purpose and his ears picked up the sound of the waterfall behind him. Zula... he stiffened and stopped his predatory circling, eyes moving to look toward Serem for a moment before he turned toward the red furred male once more. He gave a low rumble and backed away, no sign of submission in his still aggressive stance but still he retreated farther away. He couldn't afford to waste his time quite yet, he'd fight when he was sure Zula was safe again. He wasn't yet sure why he gave a damn about the woman but he wasn't so foolish as to deny he cared. "Serem, we'll go farther downstream. Maybe we can fish and rest there." he said coldly, eyes still on the man he had wanted so badly to stir up.