Peddled
Leonel looked off into the distance, turning back toward the direction he had just come from. No, it should be just a bit off from that, but it was close. Just a slight deviation, but it was enough.
That clash just now was felt even by him. He recognized one half of it, but the other half was entirely foreign.
He expected those as strong as Alpha Clown to be rare, and he still felt they should be. Who would have known that his luck would be so bad that he would run into two of their territories back to back.
In the end, Leonel turned back toward the direction he was headed in and continued to rush forward, chuckling to himself.
'Seems like he's pretty mad about that kneeling incident. Worth it.'
He was just buttering himself up. With that Alpha Clown's temper, he wanted to be the only one on the mountain top, he wouldn't share his position with anyone else.
Whether Leonel had pissed him off or not, that battle would have been inevitable.