Ankyra Sound And What if I Fly? (Trigger Warning)

At her comment he instinctively flicks his gaze around to find the mountains of this unfamiliar land. Gold eyes landing on them he hums in acknowledgement.

As he turns back to the she-wolf, her tone becomes different. Attitude hearty in her scarlet voice and the words she lets drift from her mouth make him chortle. “I’m part dog–Akita specifically is what they called my ancestors.”

Then as she mentions that he’s not the type of interesting she’s looking for he scoffs. Coming closer with teeth gleaming, he chuckles as he begins to look over her. Canary hues staring intently at her and a cocky expression crosses him. “No, not a god.” He answers her earlier question finally, pausing ominously. “A saint.” He ends with another step towards her.