Tyther tugged at his collar and threw his sweatshirt off, wearing his tank-top underneath. "It's way too damn hot in here." He looked at Solid. "You know, we look almost exactly alike. Well, in muscle tone, that is. Ahem. Anyway, if Terez attacks us, we should attack her from all sides. A surrounded enemy is a doomed enemy."
Disregarding the statement about Terez, put a hand to his brother's face and sighed. "If only I could make your face look human... that is what you want isn't it?" he said calmly, in his ever so smooth tone. "I will, tomorrow. I think I can do it at least temporarily." he added removing his hand and placing it back to his side.
Resa listened in, again, she felt guilty for doing so. She began to walk abit, and didn't go to far. She found a rock and sat down upon it, sighing as she did so.
Tyther got up on a sudden urge and walked outside to sit with Resa. "You look depressed. Is anything wrong?" He looked her in the eye, but she couldn't look at his because he had his hood on. "You look pale."
Tyther chuckled. "I suppose you have a point. But you're giving off a weird vibe. Like, you're planning something." A wide grin split his snout, but all Resa could see was the gleam of teeth. "Am I in?"
Tyther put a hand on his brother's shoulder. "Sometimes, a warrior must fight with even only a small drop of strength. We have to do this. You know that, and so does your heart."
"My heart...? Heh, my heart doesn't know anything." he said grabbing his sword by the hilt and drawing it. "But Terez must not get away with her actions."
Tyther smirked. "Bout freaking time!" He unsheathed Alpha and looked at it. "You're going to get a workout today..." He muttered to the blade. It seemed to glow slightly in response.
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