Neverwinter Forest Bandages

Shrike didn't flinch when the male opened his mouth, and only squinted his eyes slightly when the male roared at him to avoid getting spittle in them. He was unphased by the threat, and honestly, it didn't spur him into action. He was defending the borders, and wasn't the kind of male who would leap into a fight simply because someone tried to pick one with him. He wanted to say something along the lines of 'use your words, dear,' but avoided saying that. That would only make the brutish male angrier, and Shrike did not want to lose his own life because he'd picked a fight out of stupidity. He wouldn't be petty. He wanted to deflate this male as much as he could. 

"Who do you want to be champion for, Goliath?" He asked. "Someone in your pack?" He asked then, not because he wanted to use the information against Goliath- it would be easy enough to track him back to his pack anyway. His voice was calm, and hinted at genuine sincerity. He knew the feeling- of wanting to impress someone, and that was why he'd taken to patrolling the borders so frequently.