Blacktail Deer Plateau Never get into fights with ugly people, they have nothing to lose.

In the middle of chasing another fox off of their grounds, one who's dingy brown pelt taunted him with every zip and turn it managed. Hulking beast as he was, and that prevented him from being as agile as it was, but his endurance was there. Where it took a strike of energy to evade his jowls, the wolfdog could run marathons, albeit not as fast as the fox. But just as the quarry delighted in losing him in another drit around the bend of a autumn-afflicted elm on the border of the Plateau, a triad of names flew into the sky and swirled around the pair of listening quadrupeds, both halted in their usual cat and mouse game.

A breeze ruffled his lush coat of dark blue as something much more irritated settled onto his face. This fucking bitch. "Should've told Ruenna about this one instead of what'shisname, apparently." Turning from the quirky and curious fox, Siqsa jaunted back to the Plateau, ignoring the fact that he was just summoned like some child. But only it wasn't. There was a timbre in this girls voice that called to his soul, and reignited a fire that had begun to flicker away. Finally, some fucking sense in this peace-y pack! A challenge, a fight for something more than some goblin in the night. As he had heard from the events, this girl's name was Minori, and apparently the broad didn't take kindly to him standing up for himself. Well, as one of the noobs in the pack, he wasn't gonna just let her talk abraisive to him; the hell was she?

It took enough time to get back to the party, heavy sway of the brute who's head hung eternally in a downslope from mountainous shoulders. The pendulum walk as he shifted his weight from left to right finally ceased as he stood just adjacent of Minori, a dark navy brow raised as the Devil took in the moment, surrounded by both Liri and Kavik. After a respective nod to the ebony and ivory pair, a curt baritone seared between him and the witch who summoned him "What, can't take someone having as rude as a mouth as your's?" A bit of Dun Möch, or taunting to get the woman heated, if not distracted. It was also how he felt. Seems others couldn't appreciate honesty.