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Dubhán's eyes flashed dangerously at the other ulaya's words. The most dominant part of him wanted to taste the other's blood, but if there was something else out there, something big, then he wasn't stupid enough to try it now.

Trying to play things down he shrugged as if he could care less about the other's words and replied "If thats what you want to call it" his eyes narrow. He knew that the God was having his way with him, but he refused to back down "Your God challenged me, and I took him up on it... I'm not backing down" he clarified. He could walk away anytime he wanted, which was why he hadn't done so yet. Had the God tried to force him into anything, he would have fought against it with everything he had, but now, he was doing this on his own principles, and therefore didn't really see himself as pawn for the God.

Dubhán's ears kept flicking back and forth, his subconscious mind picking up on any unwelcome sound, as they made their way through the forest. When other jumped, he didn't as much as batter an eyelash. And kept walking a few more steps before answering with a shrug.

"He told me to meet his pack, thats all I know" he answered "who knows what will happen then" he didn't like how he felt obliged to answer this other ulaya, and he didn't like the way that he didn't feel like fighting him. Not really, anyways. He wanted to tell himself that it was just the idea of a common threat, that made him put this normal hatred for other ulayas behind him.

"Perhaps I'll meet them, and escape with a few scratches" he paused "perhaps I wont escape at all" he guessed, showing how he honestly didn't really care much. "Its a question of honor and principles."

"Speaking from experience?" it was more a statement than a question, and it came out mockingly, however, the tone in Dubhán's voice showed that there was nothing truly evil behind the sentence.

Noticing the other ulaya had closed his eyes, Dubhán copied his actions, and joined him in the tree. He, however kept his eyes open. He wasn't exactly enjoying the other's company, and he would surely have enjoyed finding the pack by himself, but he figured this would be the easier way out, plus, he wouldn't be getting any further in the rain anyways.

The black panther's ears twitched at the unexpected sound of the other male's voice. Hearing him out, Dubhán shrugged. "I don't expect anything" he said "thats one of the first things I learnt" he continued with a hard laught "expecting anything simply leads to disappointment."

He sat in silence for a few seconds, before talking again "I plan on going there, meeting his pack, and then leaving again." he gave another harsh laugh "its not as if I expected to join the pack or anything. I prefer to stay to myself."

Dubhán growled in response, and narrowed his eyes. He was finding it rather annoying that he was being continuously insulted all night long. He was just about to snap something back, when he saw the likeness to the God's previous words. Of course. This other ulaya was in his pack, and would have been influenced by the dark lord.

He shook his head. He wasn't about to fall for it again. "Like I said" he replied instead "I was never intent on joining his pack anyway. Far too much of a bother, having to look out for each other, never knowing when somebody you trust will turn their back on you..." he trailed off. His patience was wearing thin, but he was intent on staying civil until the other ulaya had shown him the way to the pack. It wasn't because he was enjoying the company. Of course not, he convinced himself.

Dubhán snorted slightly "Why would I join a pack just to do that?" he questioned "I'm managing that fine without all the responsibilites that follow with being bound by a group of insolent ulayas" he clarified. "Besides, I have never believed in the whole 'keep your friends close, but your enemies closer' thing... I don't believe in this phantom friendship, and I don't particuarly feel like having my enemies close" he scoffed.

"And aren't you out hunting some unknown creature on your pack land?" he wondered "Isn't that, honestly, protecting your pack?" he flicked his ears, picking up on faint noises that seemed foreign to him. However, this was unknown land to him, so as long as the brown ulaya didn't act, neither would he.

Dubhán looked at his companion in surprise. He hadn't been expecting him to be hunting a god. "Impressive" he admitted "however, that doesn't change the fact that you are still hunting for, possibly even protecting, your pack" he pointed out.

At the revelation about the dark god, Dubhán could simply snort and agree. He hadn't really seen the God as stuck up, but he could really imagine it. However, when the brown ulaya so blatantly confessed how little the God cared for him, he couldn't keep the shock out of his voice "Why would you do something like that?!" he said, the concept of sticking by someone like that completely foreign to him "Why would you stick to someone who wouldn't batter an eyelash if you died for him... what could you possibly gain from that?"