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Siasian strolled easily through the night, his dark coat a sharp contrast to the deep foresty colors around him. He probably stuck out like a sore thumb, but not as much as a few known individuals. He smirked, ears forwards and tail high like a flag.

The heady scent of another male tickled his nose. He froze, glancing around. There... There was a strange, white-pelted loner, his body bony and a strange tuft of bangs flopping over his eye. Siasian felt his lips raise.

Part of him wanted to just pass the stranger by. The other part was riled and perhaps was looking to pick a fight. He took a breath, then strode forwards, standing before the sitting wolf. "'Lo." Was the only word he muttered.

Siasian watched as the other male rose, standing up tall. He was long and lanky, with his bones showing through a thin and ragged fur coat. He looked the other male in the eye, gaze flashing for less than a second, before he dropped his own head in a greeting. "I've not seen you around before," he commented dryly, gazing around the forest for a brief moment before looking up at the full moon. Ah, how beautiful it was, shining down upon their backs. He gave a soft smile, an almost innocent smile on his strange face. So unusual for him. "Are you new here?" New like him.

He watched the strange wolf with wary eyes, sitting down across from him with a flick of his tail. Absentminded. He, for one, didn't think meeting new people was quite interesting at all. He would rather go about his day meeting no one inparticular.

Unless it was some saucy she-wolf. Like Hadyn. He grinned.

Was he new here? A smirk rose to his lips. "I suppose I am," was what he said. "I'm not new to life, but I am new to four legs and fur. Woof."

Siasian felt a tingle go down his spine at the way the male was staring at him so eagerly, but he smirked nonetheless. "Oh, I mean exactly what I say. Perhaps you'd like to hear the story of my life." He tossed his head back with a laugh. Sitting up straight, he began.

"Believe it or not, I was once a powerful man. Yes. A two-leg. A human. I was a hunter. I hunted wolves like you just to wear their pelts." His grin was wide and dark. "However, I picked off one wolf too many. An indian Shaman prophecied the coming of a fiery-pelted wolf who would one day be the beauty of the village. Everyone believed him. But she was so beautiful; I had to have her. Her fur was the most luxurious..." He threw back his head with a laugh. "The Shaman didn't like that. He cursed me, forever to walk as the four-legged variety. At least I wasn't turned into some mongrel."

He nodded to his shackles. "I was kept in the village for a short time, to learn my lesson before he let me go. b*****d... I have half a mind to hunt down his precious children..." His eyes flashed and he riled up for a moment before calming himself down. He turned to Jacoby. "Lie judgement upon me, wolf. Everyone else has."

Siasian's ruby gaze was locked on the wolf as he began to circle him. His hackles rose, tail flicking back and forth, almost like a mad cat's might. Respect... He would -respect- the wolf? He barked out a huff of laughter, eyes flashing. He stood quickly. "I respect no one," he snapped. "Especially not bonebags like -you-. Wolves like you are the reason I hunted you in the first place." His snarl turned into a smirk then. "Perhaps I'll begin my hunt again... Wear the pelts of the fallen. It wouldn't be hard, no, not hard at all... Would you like to be the first, dear Jacoby?"

As the other male lifted his lips in that insane snarl, something inside Siasian snapped. He lunged, jaws open wide, aiming for the other's throat, scruff, anything he could get ahold of. He wanted to rip and tear, take out this sudden fury on the weakling. The -male-. This was the reason he hated other males...

"Who are you to undermine my strength?" the big wolf spat, jaws snapping closed on air as Jacoby scrambled out of the way just in time. He missed. No good. He spun around, reaching again, ears flat against his skull, eyes flashing. He was riding on a bed of fury, fury that lead him.

"If they wanna hunt my pelt, they'd better catch me first." He smirked. He was fast and he knew his own limitations. Perhaps, if the bony wolf was not so bony, Siasian would've been in trouble. But he'd been in enough fights to know his way around a ring. No, I'd say they were just about evenly matched. Which might be a bad thing. But one of them would weaken and a blow would be struck.

"You might know what it's like to crush a human between those sassy teeth of yours," he growled, pausing. "But you've never snapped the neck of a wolf with your bare hands just to feel the crush of bone..."

As Jacoby lunged, Siasian skirted out of the way, spinning to greet him face-first, waiting for the pain in his gums as their jaws crushed together, snapping and snarling and fighting for the lead.

Siasian wasn't expecting the scrawny wolf to dart underneath him like a diver, using his paws to shove upwards, jaws snapping dangerously close to certain...parts that he held dear. He gave an 'oof' as the breath was knocked out of him and he stumbled to the side, shaking his head with a roar. He lunged for the smaller male blindly, letting fury lead him, always giving into his more beastial behavior. Of course, this also left his throat exposed.