EVERYTHING TO PROVE ☆ hunting...?

[dallas.]

Initially, Dallas's worry had been focused upon the arrival of Adelaide to the little scene he had made. Seeing the female who had taken to acting like a mother to him approach with a tutting tone in her voice made the canine wince, and a sigh left him. He could hear Snarl telling him something about hunting in the background, but his attention was primarily on Adelaide, his tail swishing slowly from side to side behind him, less in a happy wag and more of an exhausted twitch. Vathmos was chattering off some insulting words about his wound wasn't actually that serious, but the german shepherd found he didn't really care, moving over to Adelaide's side slowly. Pressing into her with his uninjured side, the canine barked softly, shaking his head a little, "I was tryin' t'catch some stuff for th'group. I felt bad just takin' food from th'stockpile 'n' not puttin' anythin' back in return... I knew ya wouldn't want me to. That's why I left so early." Not that it had particularly done him much good, considering she had eventually tracked him down anyways. Although that wasn't so much the fault of his time management skills as it was a result of him being absolute shit at any sort of hunting. At the very least Johnny wasn't here yet, and the little pygmy rabbit hopefully wouldn't be anytime soon, since he deserved to just stay curled up and safe inside of Adelaide's house. A state that Dallas very much wanted to be in as well, if Ade could help him back.

However, before Dal could speak up and ask his stand in mother figure to walk him back home – and perhaps teach him a couple of hunting tricks – tensions seemed to spike between Vathmos and Snarl. He had known that the two hyenas didn't like each other, since such a thing was obvious to see watching them interact even once, but this seemed even more escalated than the last time he had seen them like this. Ears pinning back, Dallas could feel the aggression in the air, his claws sinking down into the soft earth as he heard Vathmos's shrill laughs and low whoops. All of it put him on edge, and he felt the want to peel his lips back and expose knife like fangs. However, instead he just stayed back, observing but not interfering. Despite his penchant for liking a fight, that didn't mean he was particularly keen on getting in between a fight between two massive hyenas' especially two that had been feuding for quite a while now. He'd be crushed, and probably end up with a little more than just a wound in his side. Silently, the nearly pure white canine hoped that someone else would come over to investigate the noise soon, like one of the other chasers, or Feza, or Leroy. It wasn't as if he and Adelaide were going to tear them apart if they got in a fight, and having someone of an equal or higher rank around might've knocked some sense into them.