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A wolverine, the man introduced himself as, and Aries noted the new word for future use - perhaps, if he were ever to come across one again. The creature stated his name but he was right in assuming that Aries did not care - he didn't give a damn what the name was, only wishing to satisfy his curiousity of what the fuck this was. But it was not a name falling from their lips that would accomplish this, no. He wanted to taste the blood of this creature, distinguish whether or not it would be something that he could tear limb from limb only to numb the sharp twinges of deadly desires that burned like a hunger in his chest. Research, he mused to himself with a hidden smirk.

"No." He confirmed, deep voice rumbling from his throat to assure this wolverine that he couldn't quite care any less about a name.

Then the creature bristled, standing from its place only to wander around Aries as if to make a sudden departure. But the Reaper was not done with him yet. The beast moved, only to turn his head and quirk a brow at the wolverine. "Leaving so soon? If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were running away."