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A wise man once said: great minds think alike. Well, that b*****d was dead and rotting now, but if anyone ever told him that he was remotely similar to the one called Soul-Lexis, he would probably tear out their throat. Or laughed. Maybe at one time, such a thing was true, but he was older now. That meant more maturity, right? Right, sure. The point was that it was not only Soul that had gotten the bright idea that hey, maybe it would be smart to go find a spot where one could stay comfortable and warm.

An avid cursing arose from the river as one creature attempted to stay grounded upon one of the slick stones jutting out from the chilled and fast-flowing waters. That was about the last thing he wanted to do, falling in there. His fur did well to keep him warm for the most part, and the elegant blue cloth wrapped about his body added to it with the occasional unwanted drafts that blew the bottom of it up and exposed his furry rump. Still, he wouldn't take a plunge in the river now- not for money and not for fame. Sure, it was good for summer, but at a time like this, walking around drenched could mean anything from pneumonia to hypothermia. He didn't want to push his luck with it, even if he was the son of an immortal.

It was at times like these, Revelin really wished he had inherited at least SOMETHING in the way of power from his parents. A floating trick like what Bryna had to work with would have been useful right about now for the yukata-clad kitsu that was trying to cross the river. He gained his breath after a moment, a single green eye narrowing determinedly at the next stone. Revelin didn't notice that another was approaching, much less his rival of sorts. His hearing was blocked by the roaring of the nearby waterfall, and the eye-patch made for a great blind spot. It was probably better that way. He leapt again, this time much smoother, ignoring the pain in his feet as his claws bent and clacked painfully against the stone below, sinking them in so that he would not slip.

What the hell? Revelin lifted his head at the tail end of what he thought to be a wolf whistle, his eyes scanning the land ahead. What he saw made his normally loose body stiffen, and the cool visage he'd built over his passage to adulthood to quake at its foundations. Soul-Lexis.

He could barely hear the other, but one could bet their money he was listening, his eye trained on the brightly-patterned pelt. One couldn't forget fur like that even if they bleached their brain, or at least so he believed. At the mention of being a slut, the male arched a brow smoothly and lifted his head, looking almost regal on his petty perch as he stared across the final stretch of water at his nemesis. Hmph. Did the other think he was still so easily goaded? And yet at the childish face, he felt his own crack into a fang-laden grin characteristic of his youth. The only difference now was that he could put some real contempt behind it; make it derisive. Idiot.

Making sure to tighten his muscles well so he didn't make a nasty trip in front of the other, he smoothly leapt rock to rock until he was only a few away from the bank where Soul stood. He stopped there, half crouched for another leap, his tails curled above the water and behind him in many different directions as if had a mind of their own, like restless snakes he could launch at the other any time he saw fit. "What would you know about women much less a slut, Mr. Unicorn Puke? Not that I didn't know that you were a queer the first time I came to understand what the word meant but, yanno, you could've at least tried to act like a little less of a freak."

Tails flicked, both angry and amused with himself. Maybe this was good. He hadn't had a decent fight in a good while. "...What're you doin' out here on my turf, huh?"

Well look at him! All smug on his goddamn... land. Well he could look cool too! All balanced on his lone rock, stretching out his paws languidly to the next. If he tensed the muscles enough in his forearms and abdomen, he wouldn't shiver involuntarily from the cold vapor coming up from the river, which was what he did now.

"Me? Oh no, don't pass the blame of your confusion all on to me," He purred sinisterly, though his eye glared cattily, "Though I can understand. Trying to cover up for your 'mother' who tragically is also your father."

Tossing his head and thus some of those long black and silver strands, he smirked. "I own this place, but that's neither her nor there. Stop avoiding the question, Lexi. What're you doing here?" With a final jump, he cleared the water and came to a rest near the other, his fur bristling slightly. He was closer, but he made no move to break the personal bubble between them yet.

The bristling to him was a treat. Looked like he'd hit a nerve there! At the shove he merely grinned, a low snarl clawing at his throat in strange parody of a purr. He'd been hit first- that was a point for him in his book, no matter how underhanded the method. "Maybe I will, maybe I won't," He taunted as he danced out of reach and circled around the other male like a shark eying dinner until he was at his other side, where his free eye was closer. "But damned if you're gonna tell me what I'm gonna say!"

There was a small growl at the other's claim, and one of Revelin's paws shot out, seeking to give that bright tongue a good reprimanding tug. "You must be high. Or just an idiot. You can't claim territory without beating the true owner first. That's me." It technically wasn't, but damned if he wasn't going to bluff and lie about it. He lied quite a lot nowadays. The biggest problem with that, though, was that Soul already knew him some. "And I say you can't go to MY hot springs without paying a toll!" There were really hot pools around here? Revelin was almost smug- if he was clever, he could get the other to lead him right to them!

What in the seven Hells-- One moment he was reaching out for the other, and the next he was grabbing air. Colorful air. Well, THAT was a new trick, wasn't it? At the sound of the other's voice, he whipped around, but too late as weight fell hard on his back. All of the sudden, Revelin was a snarling body of fur, bouncing and bucking with both surprise and outrage at the indecency of it. Hey! No fair! "If I did, I wouldn't share with YOU!" He returned without really thinking on it. He was usually the mooch, actually. The only thing he had on him right about now was a few random snacks he'd made off with from Bryna's place.

"I don't know what you're talking about," He huffed, failing at sounding any more than indignant as he shook himself when the presence left his back. How dare he! "And besides, I don't have to let you use them all- only one!" At the same time, he launched himself at the other, attempting to shove and tackle with vengeance in mind.

Growling triumphantly, Revelin set to trying to overcome the other with his body size alone. His physique was not that of a female's, though his hair and attire surely belied it, and now he was making it known with the rather harsh shove to the other's back and sides. Sharp teeth clamped onto one black and neon ear, tugging fiercely but not as hard as he certainly could have managed. In a way, he was restrained, simply trying to bowl the other over and wrestle his way on top. Who's the dominant male now, huh?

"Well you're so full of LOSE, did you know that?" He insisted, one paw coming up to boldly muss Soul's bangs. "If you miraculously somehow managed to duplicate any of my awesomeness, you might be a winner for once." Snicker.

The eye-patch clad male bounced along with the other, whooping and hollering loudly like he was riding some wild bull for added annoyance. He didn't even care that he his feet were dragging the ground, or that his teeth were threatening to jar out of his skull. This was fun, after all. As if to encourage the enraged hopping, a paw swatted at Soul's flank. "Stink? This is the smell of a MALE! Breathe it in, Nancy!"

At the threat, he could only snicker amusedly, not concerned at all for that one glimmering green eye of his. "Hey, sorry if I had to stop and stare at how much of a JACKASS you became. You know me, you loser! Hey! What're you doing? Leggo of that!" That was supposedly a nice yukata! No matter if it was a little scuffed and dirty from his misadventures... Slipping off compliantly now, Revelin attempted to jerk the main source of his gender confusion away from the other, gasping and cursing when it actually began to slip off his shoulders. "Cut it out, b*****d!"