Damar shot glares at Fenric, with his arms folded, and Fenric shot back the same glares.
I could see lightning bolts flying out of their eyes and clashing.
This was such a mess.
"Damar, if you had such a condition, why didn't you say it earlier?" I asked and he finally tore his gaze from Fenric.
"That's because I thought it was only natural for him to aim for quality, not quantity."
But this is a competition about quantity.
"Only a weak male would take the easy route to look for food that's lying around. And food that doesn't even have enough flesh. Tsk." He turned his head again, annoyed. "I knew he was weak,"
"Hey!" Fenric was angry. I could see his fangs bare and his teeth gnashed heavily together.
The only reason why he wasn't fighting Damar right now was probably because of me.
If not, he would have had no problem showing Damar how 'weak' he was.
"Damar, you're being too harsh, first. And second, we didn't make a condition about finding only adult squirrels."
