"I did." said the barbarian, his gaze averted. Good, at least he was minding his manners. The silver male did not speak, instead advanced closer to him, reached out and sniffed him, absorbing the scents that clung onto the captive's coat. Blackfoot Forest. The forest that he and Bazi had went to, the first exploring trip he had as a Swiftcurrent Creek member. She had been the first wolf to approach him, a new recruit and she, a Beta. He had been honored at first, then angered, then just simply emotionless. Grateful she had been nice enough to approach him but the gratefulness soon faded off into a simple awkward friendship. At least he hoped it was one. And now, it was a neutral, perhaps hating relationship and he was actually totally find with it. The less wolves he was close to, the better.
”Blackfoot Forest, huh, Vector?” he said softly, withdrawing and standing directly in front of the agouti male. ”Met someone there too, haven't you?" a icy amused laugh slipped from between the Imperator's lips, chilling the air of the captive's hold. Shadow turned swiftly around and leaped upwards, landing gracefully on a smooth stone boulder that was leaning against a gnarled tree. He gazed down at the captive with glittering silver orbs. It wasn't far away from the ground, in fact it was really close to the ground but provided him with an Imperator-like throne in the midst of the darkness. ”Running out to meet a female? A new girlfriend perhaps? Growing soft aren't you, Vec?” he spoke silkily.
The angel of death surveyed the barbarian for another moment before speaking in a commanding tone ”Come forward,”. Shadow leaped off the boulder and advanced silently towards the dark autumn touched male, his pelt seemingly melting within the shadows before glowing with ethereal light then blending in again. ”You are not afraid of pain or death, Vector, are you? And so you shall not receive those because in the end, they are inevitable. So what should you get instead?”