Hoshor Plains No one needs to hear your words...

As if the fact that his desperate shit-show of a hunt was being watched wasn't humiliating enough, the male was still hungry. And that look in her eyes....'Is this she-wolf looking down on me?' the pale brute thought with a raised eyebrow, sucking his teeth in aggravation. First, she appears out of nowhere to scare off his prey, and now she's telling him he was predestined for failure? Though the large femora was correct about how trying to hunt a beast of such impressive stature couldn't have been stupider, an idiot like Āzon never admits to being idiotic; he is far too stubborn for such a feat. "Nonsense, I'd be a fool for not trying with such an opportunity in my grasp-" he retorted towards his onlooker.

And before he knew it, his body turned and Āzon was now approaching the boulder this female stood upon. Not with the ill intent of a bite — for he only attacked when striked first — but in order to make sure his words were loud and clear. "-and if it weren't for your suprise 'pop-up' show, this hunt would've gone alot better." his stare towards them was direct, challenging even, for whatever events that might follow - his mouth was bound to get him into trouble anyhow, but the white wolf cared not at this point. "That being said, either speak your purpose for leerin' at me or keep it movin' woman..."