
((Sorry guys. I went to bed. ))
Canis
Canis let the little cat attack him. He was surprised by the ferocity of the attack, but the small nips and scratches b arely went through his thick, canine fur. He looked at Swiftpaw and he felt a small smile growing on his face. He glanced at Starling and he let out a small chuckle. "The apprentices are fierce, Starling. Especially this one." He said in wolf, grinning openly now. "That's good." He turned to the apprentice and he stared down at him with his wolfish yellow eyes. "Hello. I, by no means, wish to hurt you, but should you wish to fight truly, then by all means I will." Canis said, his voice serious, and yet holding a light, amused tone. He would not harm the apprentice. Much less fight him. What would Jaystar think of him them? Curious as to who Jaystar was though, he turned back, glancing around. He moved a little closer to Starling, his bushy tail lowered in acceptance and ease. He was comfortable, among all the hissing cats.
Such a strange wolf cat.