Howl Like no One Is gonna come kill You

[Tristan]

Tristan ran wild around the caves, looking into each clear fragment. Now this was an interesting place. He'd heard of the Mirror Caves, but had never gotten around to seeing them. Now this was a good place to bring a date. He chuckled. He could see it now, some fem looking adorable admiring the shiny walls. He shook his head with amusement before trotting to the mouth of the cave. He grinned, wondering how loud he could be. A cave with an echo effect could be a good show-off opportunity.

Tristan turned around and glanced into the depths of the cave. He didn't stop to think about who would come running or who he would disturb so late in the evening, for he wasn't much of a thinker. He raised his head and let out a long howl, as loud as he could. Little did he know he was summoning just the wrong dog to come and see him "show-off"

[Vizz]

"Shut up, will you? You are killing my ear drums!" Luke Marius' voice was sharp and demanding as he glared at him. He knew who he was immediately after seeing the large male. "Kiba," He hissed, his eyes blazing ice cold. The two words can't be found in a sentence together in most cases. Describing the gaze he'd gave Shurikan, and now with Kiba were exceptions. His surroundings were ignored, but it didn't ignore him. His gaze bounced off the shiny walls exalting the fierceness focused on Kiba. He had a devious grin at the same time.

He neared him and bared his teeth. "You think you can kill that harmless pup and get away with it? You must be stupid." He snarled. "Kiba, you have gotten bigger in your old age. But I can still kill you like you killed Koby." His voice was still cold as he backed Kiba into the corner. He didn't plan on letting Kiba out alive, there was no guarantee that he would see him again. He wanted to get it over with right then and there.

[Tristan]

Tristan turned to the voice, eyes widening, and he stumbled awkwardly backwards, loosing his balance and ending up in a confused heap. He instinctively jumped to his feet, sensing the hostility form the newcomer. As soon as he stood, he looked at him and realized he was hostile. His unfamiliar eyes burned with hatred, but why? Tristan took a few steps back shaking his head in bewilderment. He didn’t understand what was wrong with this male. Yeah, he'd been loud, but was he really that bad? "Hey, I'm really sorry about that but..." he stopped, speechless and dumbfounded. He couldn't think of what to say. Why should he have to plead for his life over a howl? Then he tilted his head at the male's second phrase. 'Kiba....?' he thought, and he looked even more confused than ever.

Tristan showed his teeth slightly as the other male did. Tristan didn't want to seem hostile, but if this male insisted on fighting for no reason, Tristan had to give his all, or at least try to scare him off. "Watch it kid, I'm a hell of a lot bigger than you...." he said, yet not in a hostile tone. As the male spoke yet again, Tristan's jaw dropped. 'Killed?!' the thought ran through his head. "Look, I'm not old, my name isn't Kiba and I wouldn't lay a claw on any innocent pup!" he said, becoming quite defensive. Stupid kid, assuming things. He wondered how much he looked like this "Kiba" guy. For a moment he felt guilt for the pup, since he’d been pushed into the spot of killer. He shook the thought away, what was he thinking? ‘I’m not really the killer!’ he scolded himself, but still. Some pup was dead right now, while he went on living a goof-ball life. He frowned and looked up at the newcomer, who seemed very upset. “I’m sorry for yelling, but I swear I’m no killer…” he said sincerely, voice drenching with seriousness that wasn’t natural for him. He felt horrible that this guy was in such obvious pain. Something had happened and Tristan was being blamed. He sighed, not knowing just what to expect.

[Vizz]

"I'm not afraid of you, Kiba. I never have been." Luke murmured, purring it devilishly into Kiba's ear. "Don't think I won't kill you, right here and right now kid. Blood would taste good, especially yours." He ignored his plea, and threw himself at Kiba, his weight under the limit that would cause pain. His body was about half the length of the other male's, quite unfortunately. He would fight until he tasted blood nonetheless.

ooc;; sorry its short

[Tristan]

Tristan shook his head once more, growing almost impatient with worry. if he didn't convince this male that he wasn't "kiba", this could could end badly. "Look, i'm not..." but he didn't get to finish. his eyes widened as he observed the quick and angry male coming straight toward him. 'god, he'd gonna kill me!' he panicked inwardly. he tried to side-step, but he was too slow. He now had soem stranger on him, intent to kill. He truly didn't want to harm this wolf, but he had no choice. He lunged his neck over his shoulder with a grunt, trying to get teeth to make contact with fur. He only wanted a nip, enough to tell that guy to get off, but also small eonugh that this guy would understand that Tristan wasn't out to hurt him. "Kill me if you have to, but I am not Kiba. My name is Tristan! Whoever this kiba is, did you stop to take a close look at me. Am I really this guy you're looking for?" Tristan tried to reason with him.