Horizon Ridge Sea without a Shore

Of course it came as little to surprise to the savage when her words lashed out at him across the distance between them spewing with the intent of venom but sounding childish and irrelevant to his ears. Here and now, knowing she was a member of the pack and not some stranger at the borders that he, as the Warden, had sworn to protect before Pump and Odinn both, he was able to take it with a much cooler temperament then before. They were petty words of petty attempts at insults that Ragnar found no more than annoying - like a horse fly that wouldn’t stop buzzing by his ear no matter how many times he attempted to show it away. For a moment, Ragnar got a sadistic sort of pleasure from imagining exactly how he would crush the life from her body, how he would sacrifice her to Thor but he was sure Pump would not be very pleased with him if he did such a thing; and just like that there it was: the damned Beta rank hovering over his head and the leash he had put himself on to see to it that he got the rank reminding him that he had to obey Pump, for now at least and curb his more ruthless tendencies.

Without any truth behind her sarcastic comments they held no weight upon him and Ragnar found it was almost too easy to ignore them and keep himself from retorting back. If she was going to act like a child towards him then he would treat her as he would treat a child. It was obvious she had yet to learn how the wolf hierarchy worked that he was above her in rank and Ragnar wondered what it would take to make her realize she was just a bug under his paw. Insignificant to him. “I can’t decide if you are stupid or just reckless,” Ragnar spoke softly with a smirk tugging at the edges of his lips. “Perhaps you need someone to teach you how the ranks work in a pack.” He suggested to her with a casual shrug of his shoulders. “I am not going to trade petty insults with you, Diluculo. I will not follow in your steps and resort to acting like an ignorant child.” Though, he had to admit she was doing a rather good job of it. In his opinion, Pump had gone far too easy on her and he was still angry with their hybrid leader for it but it seemed if he wanted things done his way he would have to take matters into his own hands. Consequences be damned, if Pump wanted to kick him out he would not plead for her to stop him. He would make his own pack as Odinn had wished him to do in the first place and he would take Thistle and their babes with him.

With that being said, the Viking intended to leave beginning to take steps with her, though his ears were alert to catch if she was willing to show him she was going to be an asset to the pack by acting like the adult Ragnar assumed she was or prove him right by resorting to more petty attacks at him.