Ocean's Breath Plateau look ahead, look-astern

He doesn't get the fearful yelp of surprise he was looking for, but the child does stumble slightly and reacts with a savage snap of his teeth. Kingsley ducks, but not without feeling a pinch as the grey-clad stranger manages to snag a bit of skin and hair from his shoulder. He backs up in an almost joyful manner, dancing away as a crooked smile spreads across his maw.

He watches the way the younger wolf uses his size to remain in place. He had genetics on his side, this one; he would be a worthy opponent for even the most keen of fighters if he trained and learnt the right techniques. A little too quiet for Kingsley's liking, though.

"Ah, c'mon, I was only teasin' ye," he says with a chesty laugh, though keeps his guard up and shoulders squared, ready for another retaliation if the boy so desired.