Noticing the strange wolf wasn't giving up on finding answers a small smile drew over his maw. A bit of nervous energy rolled through his limbs and put him on edge. The way she answered his own question gave him pause. Did she not know who she was? Amnesia wasn't common without a good cause, or whack to the head. His tail slowly curled up and he stopped mid-step. Where and what... Those words caused a chain reaction of anger and venom to pull from every fiber of his being. "You're in The Realm. A place seeming to be paradise and hell all wrapped in a pretty bow." Sitting down slightly he tilted his head at her. "As for the second question you don't want to know the answer to that." Lifting a paw, his long tongue rolled over the fur there. Rubbing the wetted bit over the back of his ears in an odd cat-like gesture.
Continuing with his odd bathing behavior, Sasuka peered down at her. "Not many even cares that I still exist. They know me as a Monster." He pulled his lips back into a grinning snarl as he said it. That anger falling over him in waves that showed with every bristle and flex of his lean muscles. "Now the real question is, who are you? Since you don't think you're a treasure hunter..." Watching her reaction to his change in tone, a ping of sorrow filled him. Why did he do this? Every time someone wanted to know him or even his name, he just... Turned into the monster they all perceived him to be. Hackled rising in slight irritation at himself. He rose again letting the sour attitude finally show on his face. A scent of prey echoing of the breeze and into his nostrils. His ears perked and turned his head toward the direction it came from. Still even as hungry as he bet, she was, that he was, he wouldn't have the confidence to catch it.
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