Redtail Rise we have a flair for the shade and the inbetween

sounds good! this will also be my last <3

at least, in this situation, they had an accord. condor watched with a smirk as buzzard fell to their knees, trembling, and this the impolite little creature could absolutely not stand, scruff finally – finally – rising. was that what it took for him? condor had all but told him directly to his face this was a kidnapping, and it was a slight on his size?

however he decided to respond, it wouldn't be difficult to enact his plan, hastily established or otherwise. this was a child, after all. condor lifted himself up, poised to seize the boy's scruff in his jaws, and then –

and then he started talking.

for a moment, condor couldn't quite believe what he was hearing. wolf or no, child or no, he couldn't possibly –

but there he was. not running, and counting down, as though they were playing nothing more than a game. shutting his eyes and blowing a heavy breath through his teeth, condor reversed course, landing heavily on his forepaws with a scowl on his face.

as much as he wanted to show this boy just how incorrect his assumptions were, this fool was about to come along without batting an eye, too stupid to realize what was going on. and it would be better for their prospects if they returned the goods undamaged. 

the burden of intelligence was just so much to bear, sometimes. it was a sad day when he had to give buzzard, of all people, a meaningful look.

tipping his head, condor slid forward, keeping a furious hold of the urge to simply snap around and knock the boy out against a nearby rock. "let's go, darling," he said. "who am i to argue with someone so willing to follow?" someone so stupid, said the dripping sarcasm.