Wapun Meadow to catch a butterfly

It would seem Shadow was not doing himself any favors – had he left in peace, like Paarthurnax had promised he would, perhaps Scimitar would have felt morose for the male and his situation. As it stood, it would seem the beauty’s words were a lie, and yet no surprise flashed in the Beta’s eyes – Shadow had always had a problem with subordination and his tongue. It was the very reason he had been tossed out on his sorry ass.

Even more interesting was when Dovev came to his side then, commenting with words that stirred a small smile to the agouti male’s tainted lips. Whatever damage Shadow had tried to do had become extremely transparent just in his last statement alone, and without word, the male stood up once more, his eyes studying Shadow quietly. “I think you’ve proved my point for me, Shadow,” he murmured, his smile flashing to a light grin. “Skirting around the topic when I’m here, readily open to discuss the matter does not exactly inspire credibility to your so called honesty.”

Canting his muzzle then, it did occur to him the possibility of leaving the male with a very clear message – one like he had with Jace form the Sunspire. But he would not do that – only because of Paarthurnax. “I suggest you go crawl back to your hiding hole now, before your tongue is ripped out. Wouldn’t be able to spread any lies then, now would you?”