Blackfoot Forest i'll be just fine pretending i'm not

the rude interruption startles him, and he flinches as he drops his latest victim. a short, breathy growl slips from him as he glances up with ears folded. you gettin' off on it or somethin'? his attempt at sounding casual fails, and the words come out a bit more hostile than he'd intended. he opens his mouth again, an apology sitting on the tip of his tongue — but it seems to stick there, so he only closes his mouth and glares back at the red-eyed male.