He slipped out of the water, the liquid dripping from his dark fur. The assassin shook his dripping fur, water flying all over the shore. The sound of a voice laced with false happiness made his cold eyes look upwards towards the silver wolf in front of him.
Keith. This one again. His fur dried as best as it could be, he straightened himself. Part of him wanted to tear the smirk off of his face, but he kept his cool. He had to be the better man, right?
The better man? You are no better than him, flirting with a girl 3 years your junior. What's worse is that you're falling in love with the girl, she's practically a pup. A familiar voice hissed. Kaname's eyes narrowed visibly. The girl has a name, Itzal. It's Cara. He retaliated silently. Though he did have a point. Cara was young, she deserved someone young too, right?
No. She didn't need immature little brats like Keith. They only saw one part of her, her face and body. He knew more than that. That's why he fell in love with her liked her. "Hello, Keith." he murmured, walking further onto the dry ground. "Up early, are we?"