"Bloody eagle…" Vincent muttered under his breath, his sharp, forked tongue flickering out as he slithered forward, eyes narrowed with irritation. The attack had been sudden, an unknown eagle descending upon him in a flash of talons and feathers. It had been a vicious, short-lived fight, and before Vincent could fully retaliate, the eagle had vanished.
Now, his mind churned with questions. Why had the eagle left in middle of fight? And more importantly, what was rainbow doing in this territory? His keen eyes darted through the surroundings, irritation bubbling under the surface.
And then there was the wolf. What in the bloody abyss was he doing here too with rainbow? Somthing must happened.
