And just like that with not further attempts to convince him or, his little accomplice was excusing herself from the dinner table. Not that he minded this really -- he as used, not to mention pleased, to dine alone. It was the fact that she used her last words as a subtle warning what left him kind of .. hungry
But it was a kind of hunger not even the large piece of meat laying at his feet could hope to satisfy.
Being a man of facts he had wanted to hear more about her 'oh-so-wonderful' pack in order to make a final decision about whether he'd actually keep it in mind or rule it out without wasting any of his time like he had done with the dark dicktator Alpha and his 'hippie' minion.
Unlike them, however, all her words seemed attractive (not to mention real) enough to make him want to abandon his small stolen fox burrow right then and there , he still held his doubts. Doubts that he figured he would have to resolve on his own, during another encounter -- thing he had not even wanted with the Caldera.
So with his haunting golden eyes fixed on the female's back he watched her slip away with her prize clutched between her jaws. "Soon you'll see me then" He barked into the distance, his words not clear (even in his own mind) to reveal whether he intended to appear soon as a potential recruit or with the same title of wanderer he now wore upon him.
This twisted play of words would soon be uncrypted, but until then.
Bon apetit.
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