05-09-2020, 02:46 PM
The young tabby only grew increasingly more incensed as Caustic argued back. Before now, Alaric had viewed him as perhaps the one of the most intelligent—or, at least, the most booksmart—member of Tanglewood; now, all he could see was just how stupid the wolf was. But now Alaric was seeing red, and the words that would fall out of his mouth next would not be considered in the slightest.
"Who are you to tell me what I do and don't know? You don't know a single goddamn thing about me," he speaks, his lips curling backwards into a snarl. He knew that the wolf in front of him would be able to deliver a mortal blow with ease, especially considering the size difference between the two, but Alaric could not find a shred of fear within himself. He stood his ground firmly, remaining unmoved as Caustic positioned himself in front of his face.
He had previously been prepared to drop the issue were Caustic to simply give up, but directing an insult at his intelligence? Alaric was too prideful to let that slip by. "Perhaps I cannot comprehend what you were doing down there, but what I can understand is how much of an idiot you are to want to go back down there." His words are just as icy and just as venomous as before. In his fury, all he wants to do is drive a knife into whatever weak spot he can seek out, and given the doctor's previous reactions, it seems that he's doing a damn fine job.
As Caustic deflates, Alaric only lets the issue fester. "Do you think your petty insults hurt me? I guess you didn't get the memo, so let me fill you in—I don't give a shit." His blues stare daggers into the wolf's as he anticipates the wolf's next action.
"Who are you to tell me what I do and don't know? You don't know a single goddamn thing about me," he speaks, his lips curling backwards into a snarl. He knew that the wolf in front of him would be able to deliver a mortal blow with ease, especially considering the size difference between the two, but Alaric could not find a shred of fear within himself. He stood his ground firmly, remaining unmoved as Caustic positioned himself in front of his face.
He had previously been prepared to drop the issue were Caustic to simply give up, but directing an insult at his intelligence? Alaric was too prideful to let that slip by. "Perhaps I cannot comprehend what you were doing down there, but what I can understand is how much of an idiot you are to want to go back down there." His words are just as icy and just as venomous as before. In his fury, all he wants to do is drive a knife into whatever weak spot he can seek out, and given the doctor's previous reactions, it seems that he's doing a damn fine job.
As Caustic deflates, Alaric only lets the issue fester. "Do you think your petty insults hurt me? I guess you didn't get the memo, so let me fill you in—I don't give a shit." His blues stare daggers into the wolf's as he anticipates the wolf's next action.
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