-gets up and picks faux up from the back of his neck- r u stupid? should i snap ur neck -shakes my head and sets faux down- srry but rlly no more driving and u can go to vagas, i dont feel lik living in the desert, ive been there its gone buddy
(and 3 im a wolf, hunters basically a pack mate, gotta protect my pack mates) -starts driving- im not holding u back u can go to vagas and die from the heat, speaking of which if we're going to NYC then its probably gone
(first kiba you need to take a chill pill. like now. then talk to me because if you are going to get angery that i dont want to keep this conversation going)