A Bird and a Wolf

[Hemlocke]

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The mischief the bird caused was well known by anyone around her, infamous to friend and foe alike. He found amusement in the fact he led himself right into this. Though his facial expression warped into grim neutrality, his human eye displayed a challenging spark within them as he weighed the situation he was now in. His right hand slid forward slightly on the same thigh, his index moving, one tap, two, three. Tongue in cheek for but a singular moment. His jaw finally shifted to speak as he held an intense stare.

"Good and Evil lies within the realm of morality, a subjective concept often used as yet another excuse in the arsenal of man. If we separate morality, it is a war between species, neither can cease the fight lest they wish to perish. Adding morality to both sides, each have committed atrocity against each other."

A pause, knowingly not answering the second part of the question, though it was not a delay more so he was continuing the thought. His crimson eye darted to the left at a sudden movement, staring at a man across the bar before his eyes returned to the woman.

"My personal opinion is that there is far more to enjoy about ending the life of a human, than there is to temporarily inconveniencing a nomad."

Another pause.

"Extermination of either would end the game. So I'll counter. Should the game be ended?"

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