He was awake.
He was always awake at night.
But unlucky for the young brute, he had just missed all the action. Rabbit still in maw and heavy paws caked in wet mud, the Nightmare spawn swiveled a left ear cooly to find that which had confused him. Something eerie, or meant to be eerie had spooked a silence through the trees, and the youth felt somehow relaxed in it's ring. Almost homely as it reminded him of the various screams of watching birds in the Nightmare Elms. Without really telling himself to, he turned ancd faced the place where the cries came from, only to find himself in the midst of Liri and another he hadn't come to meet, yet.

Trying not to give into the urge to turn away and seek elsewhere, the giant awkwardly tried speaking through his maw to the Alphess. Like the socially inept one that he was, he tried to say "I got a rabbit," whereas it came out in an unintelligible "rai rahf ra raffif." More than likely his attempt to speak through the meal might have splashed blood from the shredded hare across the moonlight plumage of the fae. He didn't put it down for fear the unknown one in their presence would snatch it up and run away with it, as he was still completely unaware of how proper pack life worked. Mountainous, the brute kept his swaying walk in tandem with the Alphess, his head ducked from injured neck muscles, not humility.

The dark navy blue wolfdog turned to the ebonian that he didn't trust, and bluntly asked as though he hadn't just ignored them for the initial half of his appearance. "[font]Rah rar re rerrin rer[/font]? he asked, possibly splattering blood over their front, too.

He had no qualms with the Alphess instructing him to lay low the catch, and hanging head was low enough to do it. Just as he released the catch to stain the fall floor with even more scarlet, the ebony female he had asked a completely unintelligible question to decided to try her hand at trying him. 

Incredulous would have been the face of a weak wolf, but he was always brimming for a fight. First Grezig and  now-
“I don’t gotta do a damn thing that comes out of your mouth, sweetie“ the words flew from him with acidic ire. Molten snark bled from his gaze to hers. As the Alphaic pair began to concoct their plans, the Devil moved his massive frame to place himself at an angle from the path that Liri And Kavik chose, giving the ebony female both a cold shoulder and a simmering glance. But he spoke in relation to Liri and Kavik. 

“Don’t know if what you guys are chasing hurt itself or was hurt by something, but I’ll see if the latter can be drawn out with a free meal. I’ll hit y’all up if I get something. Or if I die. One or the other.“ Picking up the near smashed meatball of a meal, Siqsa took his leave to try drawing out the boogymonster, splattering torn flesh and pieces of fur across tree bark and grove hems. Should it work, he would try to backtrack, circling where he estimated the search party were headed, and possibly the three if not four of them would take it down. 

Heavy sway smoothly rocked him side to side as he trekked through the thick and dense heart of the Plateau’s forest. Musing to himself, he idly wondered if it were possible this ‘monster’ was nothing more than some hungry predator or even a paranoid wounded deer. It could have been anything, but he was determined to find it, and see if it was edible. He was a bit hungry, after all.