"Coming back so late! Do you want to let me starve to death in this corner?" Julian aggressively put his hands on his hips to pick a fight, completely not seeing the danger in the other party's eyes.
Paland furrowed his brows, using his tongue to push against his inner cheek; a chilling, ferocious glint flashed in his eyes but was quickly hidden away.
"It's too hot outside, the wild beasts have all hidden away, it's very hard to find prey." He explained in a deep voice, his tone still maintaining a fake respectful demeanor.
"I don't care about the reason! Get lost and cook quickly, I'm starving to death here." After venting his anger, Julian turned his butt toward the flat rock, sitting cross-legged waiting to eat as usual.
