[private] hunt or be hunted; ruinam

[Sinner]

there is but one rule
hunt or be hunted

“Some mysterious are best left alone, of course.”   Sinner could agree with that, but he is too curious for his own good.   While Ruinam’s life appears to be much simpler than Sinner had expected, his was not. The hound’s life had been fortified by omens and crafted and shaped with the hottest fires of hell. Demons would speak of stories of what him and his brothers could do. The hounds that brought chaos and destruction on their heels, bringing the message of their masters.   But he was no servant.   He was his own master now.   When he is done talking, he noticed the small white fox comes up to him. The tension the small fox displays doesn’t unsettle him. Sinner is the king here within these autumn woods. If he wanted to kill the small white fox, he would do so without hesitation. But the fox only irritates him like a small nit might buzzing around your face.   Ruinam speaks, drawing his attention away from the white fox. He quickly assesses the expression on the white stallion’s features. Indicating the reason why the small fox had become tensed up. The smirk remains on his mandibles. His eyes light up with mischief when he addresses the ivory stallion who decides to confront him on his little story.   “You are quick,” he admits. He could give Ruinam that for sure, but he will not be made the lesser one here. “I admire your quickness, but you should be careful where you step.” He says and licks his canine teeth in warning at the ivory stallion. “You are nothing here right now, Ruinam. A simple little rat on the food chain of Sylva.” He takes a step forward, moving out of his comfort zone. He pushes a paw at the small white fox, pushing the fox out of his way.   “Is that what you wish to make of yourself, boy? Would your father be proud of what you’ve become?” He asks firmly.

Sinner

the king of sylva

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@[Ruinam] Hahah, oops. Sinner is a bit mad xD