The adrenaline as wearing off, making the journey down the mountain that much more tedious. Each use of his back leg increased the pain in it. He had no real knowledge of tending wounds beyond the basic, and he wasn't particularly interested in letting it heal before moving off. Despite fact it was a Lambda who ushered him off, it was simply an acknowledgment for his own inevitable choice.

The call rang out, Arguing with the idea of ignoring it he finally gave in to the fact that despite his distaste for the vain alpha, he should at least let him know if he was to just fade out of existence. A long sigh escaped when he began limping toward the summons.

It didn't take him long despite his injury, to locate the alpha, he moved in closer, taking note of recently captured meal spread before the groomed behemoth. Doing his best to cover his injury, he lumbered toward Ferdie, his head, and tail low. The half-breed was pretty well resigned to the fact this would be his last encounter with the spire, and he had no energy or even the willpower to take on his normal, brazen attitude. When he was a few yards away, his regarded the alpha with a rather neutral expression, not saying anything but his eyes would have simply asked "What?

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The offered meal was one of the last things on the half-breeds mind at the moment, in fact the thought of eating caused his stomach to feel like it was doing a somersault inside. His golden eyes looked at his alpha, remaining silent he tried to discern something from his words, his attitude. He was entangled in his own self-loathing, he didn't want or need charity. Biting back an irritated growl he lowered himself in front of the water-fowl. Carefully avoiding putting weight on his injured extremity.

No, food was definitely not what he wanted, still he honoured the vain males ego, beginning to strip the feathers from the deceased animal, though not offering any real effort. When his words reached Fang's ears his ears laid back, busying himself with the task in front of him he did his best to hide the irritate expression. You can fuck off was a barely held statement on his mind.

a few moments passed, enough time for him to force a neutral expression on his face when he lifted his muzzle to look at the alpha. You complained about me stealing your packs resources. He spoke flatly, referring to the altercation they had on the way back from swiftcurrent. It's not a concern. He nodded softly, returning to stripping feathers from the creature, waiting to see if The alpha could decipher his words.

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The hybrid listened to Ferdie speak, he didn't relish the idea of leaving in a hurry despite the desire to do so. No, for now he'd let the male say his piece. The time spent busying himself removing feathers though no real effort was made to devour the food. With the explanation of his true meaning in their previous altercation he tried not to roll his eyes. No, he knew what the vain male had meant and he had no need to reevaluate the situation now.

Asking to stay again, Had the halfbreed not been exhausted, sore, and profoundly miserable he'd have smirked at the situation. The alpha, leader, protecter was here begging him to stay. When he'd finished Fang continued to pay meticulous attention to the bird. His thoughts were slow, words falling into deliberate place whilst he tried to frame his answer. You can ask all you want True story, it probably wouldn't make him stay any longer but he could ask over and over. The small streak of vanity that coursed through him enjoyed the fact he felt needed.

Of course he was invaluable, he made the effort to be just that. His flighty nature, the wanderlust, the changing loyalties was just his nature he couldn't help it any more than Ferdie could help grooming himself. I may go, I may not. It's not a certainty. He lied, lifting his muzzle, his expression neutral all the while. Of course, our new friend Kipling might disapprove if I stay. He added flatly. And just like that she was about to be thrown under the bus.

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The accusation of lying caused the hackles to lift along the halfbreeds spine. Of course he was withholding the truth, but the fact the alpha jumped to the conclusion his words were a lie was enough to add to the already agitated state he was in. Golden eyes narrowed at the mention of rank. What that could have to do with an altercation he had no idea.

He had no real interest in causing further friction between himself and Kipling, or between her and Ferdie for that matter, but it seems an appropriate distraction to stop the pleads for him to stay. Rank had nothing to do with it. We had a disagreement. Of course it was just a small incident, Fang having shown more restraint than the lambda, leaving her with barely a scrape compared to his rather seriously wounded leg. It doesn't matter, suffice to say she won't be impressed if I stay, I'm sure. He finished in an offhand manner, once more.

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Fang continued to listen to the Alpha, there was very little he was saying at the moment that changed his already formed opinions. Things were simple for the hybrid right now, and it was playing out rather simply before him. He found himself struggling to come up with a reasonable explanation, or even an excuse. I stand he found himself looking at a half-plucked waterfowl listening to the chatter of being needed. The irritating pain that was evident in his leg, among other problems.

The hybrid let out a sigh, pushing himself up to a standing position he simply frowned at the Alpha. Leave that with me, I'll get back to you. He would require time to think on the pleas thus far, and with that he did his best, awkwardly taking a few steps away from the offered meal and the vain alpha to decide what it was he wanted to do.

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