eat with kings ;; open

Cyrus just had to be thankful that it was summer- with so few members in the Rift, in a hard winter it would have been a struggle to get enough prey, particularly while Deathstroke had been unable to hunt. But now, thankfully, life was easier. Cyrus had caught a mouse this morning on his patrol, but he'd left it buried over near the glowing tree grove to go back for later. At least then he'd remember where it was. The sounds of a scuffle, paws over leaves and dirt made his ears prick up. There was faint blood scent in the air, but nothing that warned him of danger- probably just someone hunting. He was pleasantly surprised, though, to see Hauntedpaw carrying a rabbit that wasn't much smaller than she was.

"Nice catch!" He meowed, impressed. Did she have a mentor? Whoever they were, they must have been doing a good job. Hmm. He probably ought to know that, being the leader, but he didn't. Strange.

valor's eating habits could be interpreted as unhealthy in some cases. 'interpreted' being a loose term for 'known as' but there were just some things that even he couldn't control. in the beginning of being a hound, valor had been ruthless with his hunger. being turned had starved him and the only thing he craved had been his own kind or the substitute of a wolf. the difference between his own cannibalizing and someone else's was that it truly was the only thing that could satisfy the hounds hunger. if he didn't eat enough in a certain period of time, he would lose control of his urges. darkness would take it's toll and attack his mind and bod until eventually he exploded into a fit of ferality and did major damage to those around him and himself. tona had been one such person to get the brunt of it.

regular prey like deer and hares fell empty in valor's stomach and normally did nothing to deter the hunger pains. luckily with more experience in handling his urges and darkness, though, valor was capable of staving off bouts of intense hunger. "how do you normally hunt?" valor really couldn't say anything about his own skills. most the time his hunts turned into one-on-one battles.

Cyrus was, if anything, more impressed by the fact that no one had taught her to hunt. He'd never had a proper mentor when he was apprentice-age, but there had been those who had decided to teach them, on and off, and it was there that he'd gained a lot of his training. "You've done well," he meowed with a nod. Perhaps, still, a proper teacher might do her good. "Would you want to have a mentor? I'm sure I could find someone who'd be willing to teach you if you wanted it."

what... was this bitches problem. valor caught on to the fact he wasn't all that likable, but really? they were gonna be petty now? the rift was dying and suddenly now no one had a problem casting out their clanmates, how... hilarious. her little comment had the hybrid grinning and his tail began to rattle.  "no, actually. maybe if you weren't such a judgmental little bitch you would get your head out of your ass and realize that. coming from someone who can barely care for herself, i don't think you have any room to say shit about my family." he practically spat at her, but his expression remained in the same plastered grin with fangs and all. he wasn't taking this shit anymore. half of these things he didn't ask for, he couldn't control and yet they all had the audacity to behave like this.

"you think the rift is led by a dictatorship? get it through your fuck thick skull i can challenge whoever i want, whenever i want. that's how this works, princess. now get off your high horse and learn how to use your claws before you coming at me again." oh he was livid, but at least he could say he had the self control to back of when it was time to. "hey, cyrus. i'm gonna be a good little hound and leave, but maybe teach your clanmates not to talk shit before they get hit."

valor was fuming, visibly smoking from his pelt at this point and now was the time to go before something bad happened. he turned on his heel and headed back to the village, tail trashing angrily.

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