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His mind felt like a colony of ants. There was order, but nothing the naked eye could see. Not even he could but there was two dominant feelings reigning supreme. Anger and dominance. Issun was the fuel to his fiery fury, that male snaked and pitied his way back into Minoris' life. Higoro proved he was the dominant one, why Minori chose Issun over him would never be understood in Higoros anger hazed mind. With Issun back in the picture, Higoro reverted back to a one track mind. He wanted Minori for himself, by any means necessary. He felt dominant, possessive and needed to assert both. Although deep down, he knew, that would fail but he was going to try anyways. Bless his heart.

Higoro made it a misson to find her and win her over, even if he'd been told countless times it wasn't happening. Unfortunately, he wasn't in the mood for no and certainly not up for seeing the sheep what was Issun. The big male followed Minoris scent, never removing his nose from the ground until his ears pricked up at the sound of voices. He paused for a moment, inspecting the other female near "his" own female. 

His tail raised, with his fur puffing out and his hackles raising higher. He walked towards Minori, keeping an eye on the female. "Minori," He called, his voice deep and demanding, pining for attention he oh so craved. "Who is this woman you are conversing with?" Was it more competition? Perhaps just a friend? Higoro eyed the female with judgments laid thick within his eyes. He made no attempts to hide it. If she had a problem she would speak up or forever hold her tongue.