[Aniya]

“Huh. Must be nice. It gets pretty... eh... y’know, dull, when it’s just you and a sibling.” Thatcher’s tongue poked out from between his teeth and darted up to quickly lick his nose.

The omega gave another shake of his coat, trying to free it of any extra water it retained. At the other’s words regarding possible attacks, Thatcher’s posture caved slightly and what appeared to be a faint frown curled the corners of his lips. “We haven’t had any issues yet, but I’ll let ‘er know. I doubt she’ll listen to me but—“ He stopped himself before he was able to continue. A brow quirked at the final words from the much larger canid. Thatcher took on a somewhat playful stance then, his long tail flicking from one side to the other.

“Y’know what else I’m an expert at? Fightin’!” He gave the other a large, toothy grin. Whether or not what he stated was true was still up for debate. “Can’t no one take me down, not even a silly rogue wolf.”

Now it seemed evident he was just teasing. Thatcher lowered his front half a little, tail still wagging. “I’d take ‘em all,” he mused.