Moonspear Don't let the sun go down on me

For the moment Alaric was oblivious that a pack mate was coming closer to his current space. And that was fine. A particular venemous thought snaked around his thought process. It would be so easy for him to slip something into any of their food. Nothing to cause full harm, but perhaps to make them puke or shit their guts out. He chuckled to himself. But was thrown from his thoughts, (thoughts he'd never do honest) by a voice calling to him.

Alaric blinked and turned his movements so that he bunched on one edge and then shot right, so that he was facing her. Laughter on his face. 

I beg your pardon! I think i'm more handsome than those overgrown horned rabbits.

An impish grin colored his face and his eyes and he jested. Well I am a multitasker and overachiever so.