Illusion.Male.Alpha.
Illusion looked at Tribal. Not wanting to loose this pack mate, he seemed loyal. And helpful. But his sister, she was a handful. He turned his attention to a whimper and let out a growl at it. She was pretty, but he had other things to handle. She could hopefully, be a Allie and help him out and stick to his side. He lashed his tail around. "Tribal, I hate to say this. Because from the moment I talked to you. I trusted you." he said his tone raspy and cold. No emotions on his face. "But your sister's smart mouth got the best of her," he said and turned his glance away from them and back to the scared loner."She had ridiculed me enough, and it was either flight or fight, and I always fight if it boils down to it." He shrugged. "I wish she could have stayed with us, in this pack. But she wished not too and her snapping in my face and complaining the whole time and getting sassy, wasn't cutting it for me." said the large muscle built brute. Severe cuts on his rib cage from the cougar fight. He looked at Corentine. "Fine, be that way. You barely know me, if you knew anything I don't think i'm better then anybody," he said. He didn't want her to leave. He took a deep breathe.




