[open] hunt or be hunted; any

[Sinner]

there is but one rule
hunt or be hunted

Feeling more calmer as the conversation continues, the hound allows himself to find comfort in his current sitting stance. His ear perk forward though, keeping careful attention to the movement and words that come out of the brown bear’s mouth. He doesn’t find himself on edge at this moment as he did before. There seemed nothing but friendliness in Cael now, and as the conversation moved forward there was more things they shared together. “It feels foreign to be in my equine form too,” he says when she mentions remaining in her bear form. There was something unnatural about his earthly form being that of a horse. It was not the way he was made. He was not intended to live his life as a horse, but as a hunter and bringer of destruction. Then again, he had been created to serve and he has abstained from that path entirely now. “There is more freedom and power when I am in this form.” There is fear and authority when he is in his hellhound form. He brings fear and moves with strength like no other when he is the hound he is now. His smile increases as she agrees about his comments on hunting. There was nothing more thrilling than feeling the adrenaline in your veins, the smell of the prey just inches away, and the high from the kill afterwards. Sinner laughs softly when she mentions her size. He can picture her now trying to snatch up a rabbit or something of similar size. “Bigger animals are a bit of a challenge for me. I guess we have our own strengths when it comes to hunting,” he says with a smirk. At the mention of Sylva and him ruling, he keeps quiet. His right ear flickers left and then forward. Sinner listens carefully after she mentions creating a bit of trouble in Loess. Her grin is satisfying, but he does not show any emotion except for the smile that remained on his lips previously about their talk of hunting. “Yes, I lead Sylva.” His words are quick, but he does not miss a beat in answering her questions are showing his suspicion of the new information that unfolds in their conversation. Sinner may be cautious right now, but he will not let it show or change the direction of the conversation now that something intrigues his interest. “And what sort of trouble are you causing?” The hound asks with a laugh. It is natural, but underling he is curious what sort of objection she would create in Loess.

Sinner

the king of sylva

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@[Caelestra]