Ankyra Sound bite the lightning and tell me how it tastes

posting under the assumption he's been accepted & in tha ranks w/ approval from lauren :)

 

Stretching his scar-etched limbs, he yawns and idly ponders how long it would take for the dust to settle before he challenged for a rank that more satisfied his desires. The concept of placing himself below those who were no better than him - even for a short while - was a notion that no Melonii would willingly accept. He knew the thought might appear horribly arrogant coming from someone who was only recently accepted, however, Vaati was not a particularly boastful individual. Neither was he a liar. Pretending to place a value on himself at a place lower than those who were likely, ultimately inferior in comparison was not something he was interested in. Much to his satisfaction, the dynamic of Caiaphas's pack allowed him to take what he wanted and when he wanted it. It fed into the primal natures of his species without having to apologize for doing so, asserting superiority where true prowess remained vacant. 

In the various instances he had acted on the basis of natural instinct, he had been expected to pay for it in blood. Granted, many of his actions had caused grievous bodily harm or death, it had been foolish to assume it would not catch up to him..... even his own enemies could not deny that the world they lived in was strictly: kill or be killed. He would no longer seek forgiveness for having the tact to survive where others could not, nor doing what needed to be done to remain at the top of the food chain so to speak. The strong outlived the weak and such was an eternal fact of life. Hence why he found it simply wrong to infer that based on a caste system of strongest to weakest he - despite all that he had survived - was justifiably among the bottom. Vaati would prove himself rightfully worthy, or he would simply take a place he deserved by force. Whichever came first. 

Hunkered down among scattered bones and preening the remains of recent prey from between his nails, he welcomes any intrigued company though he is not a sociable individual. Many seemed automatically disinterested in approaching him on account of his steely dexterity, and so he had settled comfortably into a lifestyle of minimal conversation. On the contrary, he had no interest in fostering inessential bad blood between himself and his new peers.. he wasn't that stupid.