american boy - joining

[imperious;]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color:; padding: 20px"]Leading a sheltered life, it was extremely, extremely rare that he ever got to see someone as unusually looking as the animal before him. He'd seen... fox? Foxes before; though they were kept at a measurable distance, due to how unsure his pack was of what they were. Dogs or cats? Cats or dogs? It made his head spin, and his brain hurt even worse when he was forced to lay eyes on the monstrosity before him. It was smaller, leaner, but so brightly colored... he didn't like it one bit. His aggressive nature was thrown in the stranger's direction almost immediately, skipping the hesitance he had treated it with initially. "Territory? Go figure weirdos like you would live in such a shit-hole." his stance grew more prideful, with his erect tail and well-rounded shoulders pulled in and tall to add height onto his slumped figure. His former snarl turned into a snappish tone, and he would move forward, aiming to close the distance in between him and the rather queer animal who had shown up.

"Are all of them as freakish looking as you are? Or are you just bluffing, shortie?" he leaned down, a grin teasing the edges of his mouth. He was entirely confident that this... thing wouldn't be able to hurt him, and he could play with it all he wanted. He was hungry, after all, and it would probably make a good meal... but it was also the first interaction he'd had in days, and he didn't want it to go away too quickly.