Felltree Marsh the reds are coming

Sorry for the crazy wait my new job is taking a lot of my time and energy haha :’)

Surprisingly enough the other male is confident enough not to seem threatened with a man like Alduin at his hocks. Slinking behind him and circling like an orca watching a seal on a floating ice cap. The interaction is entertaining if anything and the sheen of the other makes pelt is tantalizing — pretty, even. For Alduin’s own coat is much duller and coarse due to the salty sea he finds himself treading more and more often. 

He does see those ruby red eyes, so much like his own, follow him the entire way. Which means he is not only confident, but smart too. One should never let a stranger out of their sights, especially when they’re this close, and especially when it’s someone like the brindled hellhound in their presence.

So when he’s rasps out his question topped with the other’s name, it’s obvious the male’s interest is piqued — visibly so, which is even more satisfying. His eyes light up despite the hard hue of red, excitement shines brilliantly while he meets Alduin’s own bloody orbs. Alduin does not look away, even at this close a distance.

Of course. Do you as well?

Circular, white brows twitch up with his own excitement at hearing that this Ratio also fights. Even better. He already feels his blood pumping a touch faster. He’s stock still but a black-purple tongue flicks out to rasp over his own scared lips. He has him in his sights and it’s a predatory look too, one mirroring the darker man’s excitement while also looking devilishly sly and evil. Alduin’s having fun and it’s only about to get better. 

A hardly there, upwards tilt of his lips shows. “Of course.” He parrots Ratio’s words back to him with a touch of a teasing tone to them. Then hums, “So, don’t you show me?” He rasps deeply. 

Then just as quickly, Alduin’s bulking muscles tense and he’s nipping, almost playfully, at the nape of the others neck before pouncing away into a more suitable ready position. His stance his wide and his head is lowered, that predatory gaze is set on Ratio, expecting him to make a move — hoping he does. He wants to see how fun this could get. For he’s already thoroughly entertained, but perhaps, it could be even better.