Redsand Canyon Couldn't look you in the eye

Glaukos knew not to take his eyes off the cat, but he'd wanted to. A quick glance to Kallik maybe, or a sharp look to convey his frustration - it wouldn't take long. Germanicus had told them not to turn away or run. He couldn't exactly chase the cat outright, and he wasn't about to back down. It was a stalemate.

Kallik wasn't of any help either. Glaukos began to rumble, letting the sound brew in his chest for a few seconds, which drew the cat's attention towards himself rather than the pair; the cat was hunched on the edge of the ridge and making a similar sound right back, with a line of hair prickling down its spine, and its tail puffing overtly.

We should kill it. He muttered lowly through the warning tone of his growl, for Kallik to accept or deny. He presumed the other auxillary would either man up and fight alongside him, as that was their mission, or he'd turn tail and run, leaving Glaukos to a singular fate - which might've been deserved. It was a test within a test.