Deepwood Weald Boss Monsters

That last thing that collision needed was more enemies. His eyes burned with intensity and his mind races, but with the single conclusion that now was not the time to play against others. He didn't need to raise tensions between himself and another. Another that clearly smelled of a pack. His ears would perk back up and a slow sigh would rise from his belly. "I'm sorry," His apology sounded mostly sincere and he turned his gaze from the other in admittance of his curious actions. He had no reason to act how he had and took urgent note of the fact. He was supposed to be the level headed one. He would do better in the future.

 "I'm a bit tense of late," The admittance was hard and yet nice to finally say aloud. An observation of self. "What are you doing out here?" Collision was supposed to be on a hunt, but he was sure that due to their moderate to loud volume he was going to have to actually track prey that was worthy of the time. It would be best to have an ally even if he were one that there was some obvious, and unknown, tension between.