Where one might have avoided such a disastrous situation, Behemoth was beckoned forth by the swarm of black against a blue-black sky and the running form of grey. He was hoping that perhaps what they were chasing could be his next meal but it became apparent that it was another wolf. He sighed and rolled his yellow eyes as they seemed to take a tumble.
Well if they weren't going to take a strike at the birds, he was more than happy to do so.
He eagerly ran towards the scene without much of a sound in order to not startle off the birds. When close enough to need to do so, he lunged over the fallen female and thrusted himself up. Jaws opened with a hungry need to catch something. Alas he only managed to snag on a wing and while he pulled one of the crows down with him, it quickly made a get away when he tried to get a better grip on it.
This reasonably upset the other crows and it seemed for the time being their attention was drawn onto the ebony male who offered plenty of snaps of his jaws to them.
Truthfully, it was damn near impossible to hear the woman's words. The crows cawed in his ears and tried to peck at him in retaliation. Behemoth was bound to lose a few tufts of fur after this but his hungry belly would let him stop. When one went for his face his jaws snapped quicker than before. There was a quick crunch and drowned cawing.
While the other birds seemed distraught and perhaps even angrier, they backed up a bit from the wolves. Behemoth was quick to try and get some of the bird down before he was possibly attacked again. If he had known the female had thought he was some kind of knight perhaps he would have cackled with a mouthful of bird. Yet he was a bit politer than that and swallowed it down before he did anything else.
Loudly he barked and snapped, even gave a few lunges more. A few crows seemed to scatter for good and Behemoth could only feel his chest swell with a fulfilled ego.
Behemoth managed to snatch one more for good measure and gave a quick shake of his head. As the birds lightened up around them he finally managed to hear the female's words. He turned around to face her, smirking with a crow hanging by the wing between his jaws.
He did not answer and instead opted to toss the crow at her. Eat.
He ordered as he settled onto his rear. Now that he had time to admire her, it was easy to see the beauty. Although perhaps he thought about it more primly than others. While the scent of others lingered on her, his thoughts were not deterred.
It was natural for someone so alone to want the company of another. If even for just a little while.
His gaze never wavered from her plush form. Where some might have learned it was rude to stare for so long, it was obvious Behemoth never learned such manners. He didn't comment on her thanks. It was likely because he had never received such words before. So rarely in his life had he been thanked for anything. Genuinely at least.
Shisu...
He murmurs back in tones that seem a bit too deep for his youthful appearance. Behemoth.
He returned with half a grin. She's pretty. He's alone and in a better mood with his fixed sleeping schedule. He has it in him to play nice, at least for tonight.
Where are you from?
The ebony male inquires with ease, a brow arching. It was obvious none of her pack mates were close enough to rescue her from the murder of crows.
He wasn't sure he had heard anyone utter his name for some time. Especially in a tone that was not disgust, anger or anything else negative. It caught him off guard just the slightest. Pale gaze briefly traveled elsewhere. Behemoth was feeling something he couldn't describe nor could he figure out if it was good or bad.
Eventually he yellow gaze found her features again. The knowledge of where she was from was minimal. He knew nothing of the name she spoke. Although it sounded dark. Almost too dark for someone who had been cowering from a murder of crows. Blackfeather...crows, well it seemed intertwined to him.
I'm from nowhere.
He answered plainly as his gaze roamed over her before looking to the lands around them. I travel freely.
Her next string of words...intrigued him. Behemoth had considered settling down somewhere. It had always just rather been a question of where or when. While a pretty face could do plenty, he wasn't sure if it could convince him to settle down just yet. Instead he teasingly turned the tables.
Why don't you just come with me?
His tones teasing as he leaned forward a bit, brow arching above pale yellow eyes. If she really wanted to keep him company why not come along on his journeys? From his point of view she was already accustomed to nightlife and it looked like she could use someone to fight off...flocks of birds.
He should have known better. She was too soft to take risks it seemed. It was now his interest seemed to die down. Her looks were about all he could be into when she thought like that. No, no.
He uttered with a thick apologetic tone, it was all a facade though. He stood and moved a bit closer to her. If she didn't pull away he would brush his shoulder against hers. In his mind it was a disrespectful move to her pack, marking her with his loner musk. It's okay.
He cooed lazily as he pulled away from her and back into his own personal space (assuming he got close to her in the first place).
Pale yellow eyes looked out to the vast lands in the distance. I suppose I just thought you were the adventurous type but I understand. He offered first after all.
Behemoth had no clue who the he she had mentioned was but he was ready to play with her emotions on that.
Truthfully, he had no idea what he stood to gain from this other than some entertainment.
He tried not to chuckle at her soft "oh gosh" and instead opted for a half-smile. She was meek and mellow, not his usual type. Then again it didn't seem like he could be very picky when he didn't have many options in the first place.
Her words amused him but he didn't let it show. Behemoth didn't want to startle her or scare her off but laughing at her. His toying wasn't over just yet. They would both know when it was over — regardless of what the results were.
Is it really home if it's scary? And what of your alpha? Not seeing him doesn't sound like a good sign to me...
Behemoth questioned and commented with a soft shrug of his shoulders. You deserve better.
And although he said that, he had his doubts.
He was getting exhausted a bit of trying to convince her but he had one more card to play. Spend the night with me...test the waters and see how you feel. Nothing permanent and you can leave at any time.
Maybe. He rounded her to come back near her shoulder but didn't touch her. The tears in her eyes were obvious and they made his insides squirm with disgust and delight.
Had he made her cry? It was exciting and uncomfortable. While he usually revealed in making others feel bad, that had not been his main goal with her.