「 Skill Point ― n/a 」

Asgeir did not stop his taunting for the girl who warned of too much punishment, for instead he leaned into the crying girl's ear and uttered two single words.

I win.

It was then that he danced back with a cackle, fixing a look to the pale man's face, the dove's words falling on deaf ears. It did, however, cause his mood to sour significantly. Sverke, distressed? Asgeir laughed at the thought, his maw turning into a lip curling sneer. It was then that something inside of him shifted, a darkness that clawed from within the deepest recesses of his mind.

Skoll does not cry. he snipped, his voice sterner than before. It was then that his chin jutted and he looked down at the male with disgust. Such lies spewed from such a lowly beast's mouth, so much so that it ruined his appetite for fun. The boy tutted and turned away, casting a last look of hate back at the pair of wolves before he made his exit.