VEXATION
I wish I wasn't so angry, I wish I wasn't a storm.
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I blink at the brute as he back away, cowering in fear. My first instinct is to scold him for showing cowardice, but instead I tilt my head to the side as he begins to explain himself. My deep yellow eyes flare, casting shadows flitting through the side of my view. The omega pauses for a moment as he explains to me that he thought I was a bear. A still silence settles between us, and I shake my head uneasily. "A bear?" I quire, eyes wide in confusion, head tilted to the side. My neck stings a little, and I feel blood welling to the surface from where the brute had bitten me. "Well, I'll tell you a few things." I say, sitting down in a non-threatening manner. My tail casually curls over my paws as I thrust out my chest. I only show slight dominance, merely because he is an omega and I must do so, but also because I'm not one to bow before the cowardly.
"First of all, you wouldn't have been able to take down a bear with that kind of blow." I look the omega up and down. He looks hungry and tired, as if he hasn't eaten nor slept in a while. That sounds like an omega, they must hunt for themselves. "I wouldn't even try to take down a bear by myself. I do say, you have a good bite to you, just learn how to control yourself." A small bit of pity pangs in my throat as I look into the omegas eyes. They scream in desperation, and I tilt back ever so slightly. A sigh slips my jaws, and I let loose whatever words come to my mind. "I suppose I could help you hunt. You like venison? Buck meat is the best, but we'll start off with a doe."