[ Faraday shoots Vasquez an equally unimpressed glare at that remarkable feat of maturity, snorting out a breath. He licks his lips again, getting rid of the worst of the blood, before carefully maneuvering himself up to his feet.
He lets out a low, exasperated groan, as if to ask, Why are you here, again? ]
[ The wolf offers another low rumble, clearly unconvinced by that particular assessment.
... Never mind that he's limping his way over to Vasquez, his hind leg still held up to avoid putting weight on it. It's the principle of the thing, and Faraday never likes being told he can't do something. ]
[ Vasquez gives a little hum, nodding solemnly. The benefit of Faraday being unable to speak is that Vasquez can fill in for what he might have said – "might" being a strong word. ]
Ah, see, I knew you would agree. Probably best you take it easy until the sun comes.
[ Faraday, for all that Vasquez is a horrifying creature, pulled straight from the realm of hellish nightmares, looks unfazed by the threat.
In fact, he mostly looks pleased with himself, and he snickers again – that strange, breathy, hissing noise – as he moves past Vasquez, padding further into the forest. ]
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Whatever you say.
Or don't, in this case.
Vasquez smokes his way through the cigar, finally smudging out the butt on a tree. He flicks the ashes into the woods. ]
Fat and happy now, hm?
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I will literally bite you, this look says. ]
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Centuries old, and his response is still to huck a small bit of bark in Faraday's direction. ]
Don't start with that look, perrito.
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He lets out a low, exasperated groan, as if to ask, Why are you here, again? ]
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[ Vasquez is obviously convinced that Faraday wouldn't have managed much hunting in his condition. ]
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... Never mind that he's limping his way over to Vasquez, his hind leg still held up to avoid putting weight on it. It's the principle of the thing, and Faraday never likes being told he can't do something. ]
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You want to see if you can catch a rabbit – prove me wrong?
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He just ate his fill of a deer. What's he need to kill a poor rabbit for? ]
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Ah, see, I knew you would agree. Probably best you take it easy until the sun comes.
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Then, Faraday bites at Vasquez's hand – not with any real intention to hurt, but certainly hard enough to make a point. ]
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[ Vasquez yanks his hand away, teethmarks and all, and he glares back at Faraday. ]
I already warned you I'll bite back, perro. Don't push it.
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In fact, he mostly looks pleased with himself, and he snickers again – that strange, breathy, hissing noise – as he moves past Vasquez, padding further into the forest. ]