Barrow Fields (ver)x gon' give it to ya

Oh, how he itched for reason -- any reason -- to put the other in his place. However, mere snark would not excuse any physical attack he wished to commit to. The reprecautions of doing so were too great, putting at risk things he could not afford to lose. Perhaps a few months ago, Vaati would not have hesitated, but months ago he was responsible only for himself. With a belligerent grunt, he casts one stone-cold glare towards the enemy male and trots off towards Rusalka's jurisdiction. Verx's scent however, was now recorded within his black book with a personal note beside to eliminate at the earliest convenience.