The mountain seemed taller as he climbed, the occasional plateau smaller and the incline steeper. The wound on his hind leg had quiet ended to a dull ache now, but still slowed him as he climbed. Why he was even going through the effort was anyone's guess, he wasn't even sure. The animosity he felt inside had broiled to a full blown hatred at the authors of his discontent. Maybe it was a sense of honour, or the need to cast a final glance on the burden that plagues the mountain and essentially dismiss them with his own word, on his own terms.

His thoughts travelled back to the dark woods and the still mysterious female that beckoned him there. The strange glowing tendrils of the caves, the ominous foreboding of the woods themselves. He'd felt invigorated and was already itching to get back. The sun began to reach its zenith whilst he was lost in thoughts of exploring the caverns, he crossed the initial borders of his former home. Now was the time to wrap up loose ends, wheat coloured eyes looked around as he headed for the place he expected to find Kipling. If he was leaving, he wanted a keepsake.

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It didn't take the hybrid long to traverse the mountainside toward Kipling's hiding hole, though he made no effort to hasten his arrival. Of course she'd already exited her den and was standing there as he approached, almost as if she were waiting for him. A sly grin spread over his face that held no humour or joy, it was a reaction to the satisfaction of her being so punctual for his meeting. When he finally arrived within a few quick steps of the female he cooed Did you miss me so much you waited up? He did his best impression of a sweet voice, something one would call to a lover. Of course it was dripping with sarcasm, and probably malice.

The half-breed had half expected her to flee, as opposed to standing fast on his approach, he shrugged off the mild disappointment at the lost opportunity of running her down, she probably felt confident after their last little episode. He waited until he was almost in touching distance of Kipling before speaking once more. I've come back to settle a few accounts, Figured I'd start with you. His voice still cooed the words, this time lacking the sarcasm that lingered a moment before. He half expected her to retaliate in some unpredictable, even violent way. Though he hoped she'd at least hang around for him to tease a little longer.

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The averted gaze would have been a moment to spark pride in the male, it was usually an indication of subordinate behaviour but this time it only helped to rob Fang of his imagined victory. Why? A momentary flicker of anger seized the hybrid, didn't he just explain that? Did I fucking stutter? When their eyes met the male did his best to hold her stare for as long as possible. The normally sharp tongued female was being surprisingly evasive and it was ruining all his fun.

He took another step toward her dropping his head in an attempt to meet her eyes again. I Figured we had a score to settle. One way or another. He explained, his voice losing all hints of sarcasm, though the last few words were cooed at her once again. He wasn't entirely certain what he intended to do with the female, or why he sort her out. She'd been on his mind, he assumed it was because of the still paining wound on his hind-leg. And here she was practically cowering before him. He wasn't sure why but he knew he didn't like it, all his imagined plans of taking a chunk of her with him off the mountain seemed to ebb away. He was a softy at heart after all. Besides, I want to know if I tasted good. A broad smile spread over his features, suddenly attempting to lighten the mood.

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A snicker escaped when she answered her, the irritation a moment before gone entirely. The amused expression slowly faded when she summed up their brief history before him. A single long breath escaped, she seemed to be fading over the main point of the altercation and playing on the ends. So we'll just ignore the part where you kicked me whilst I was down, Saying those things about Red, Dick move. His words were flat, almost matter-o-fact in their tone. It was almost history to the hybrid, and besides, what did it matter?

He shook his head for a moment before tilting it at the female, a single step was taken toward her once more. Assuming she didn't retreat they'd be mere inches apart. But I guess you're right, that's all done. There's also the fact maybe I just wanted to take another taste of you. The words escaping in an almost hushed whisper. But if you'd rather I just go, I suppose I could be persuaded. The Hybrid braced himself for any sort of response for his forward notions. Was he just trying to piss her off?

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When she finally let out laughter and stepped back, Fang did the same. Was worth a shot right? He lifted his head once again a smirk pulling at his lips when he decided he might as well fill her in. Well, guilt tripping wasn't really what I was trying to do, but if you feel guilty. Shrugging with that statement, Truth be told, I've found another place. Has a distinct lack of Vain wanker. Even if I don't have the thrill of an impending attack from yours truly. I came to just let the giant d-bag know I was leaving, might watch him beg me to stay some more.

Truth was he had no intention of visiting Ferdie, he was just using a lame excuse for the shot-down Kipling had so expertly executed a moment ago but whilst he was here, he might have to go piss on a border or two, maybe shit in Ferdie's den. The possibilities were endless. But yes, I will be leaving, and most likely not coming back. Unless you ask politely He cooed at her once more. Just because today was a no, tomorrow could be a different story. not bloody likely though, right?

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He couldn't but let out a small chuckle, simply shaking his head in the negative when she questioned him. It was a pretty laughable event when he had begged and pleaded for him. Fang's amusement was halted when she informed him that Ferdie had infact been absent. Worried about celebrating early? He added with a huff before she spoke of the alphas infatuation for himself.

For a moment Fang was caught between disgust and amusement, of course it sort of made sense, though he didn't really like that idea. Here's hoping he fell down a crevice. The hybrid watched Kipling, her eyes narrowing at his attempted affections. You could at least pretend you care, you know. After all he did climb back up the mountain to. ..talk? Rub it in her face? He wasn't quite sure.

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