Phoenix Maplewood You stand before me? I'm impressed

His beautiful laugh

With a growl, the warrior shifted her bite around his windpipe. While painful and leaving his breathing restricted, she was being careful not to crush it, which he admired oddly. Still, the raven was left gasping in vain for air. More growls tumbled forth from within her fiery belly, and the dark mistress kicked his legs out from under him. Corvus was sent to the ground, and she rolled him over onto his back after finally allowing him to breathe. He gasped instinctively before his lungs forced out several painful coughs. It was reminiscent of when that behemoth of a woman had at his windpipe just days before.

The virago stood over him, though where anger had burned in her sea foam eyes, there was now a playful gleam. A smirk even tugged at the side of her lips, and the woman spoke in a gentle tone when she said, "Just give up and we can go get that rabbit... or you can go home." Corvus blinked, stunned at this shift in attitude. A wide grin then split across his maw, and uproarious cackling ensued. He was thoroughly amused, finding this woman almost as strange as himself. So now she would hunt with him?

His laughter soon died down. Wanting to uncover more about this mysterious wolfess, the shadow said, You have bested me; I am impressed. I will hunt with you... if you don't slow me down too much. The joke was evident in his playful tone. Corvus' signature grin remained plastered on his face as he awaited a response.