A soft breath left the were-panther's lips as her ears so laced back against her head, the woman clearly misunderstanding his rather blunt response to her blatant desires to so destroy the whole species of the human race. He'd never truly understood such vengeful, bloodthirsty desires. Oh how little she so knew of him to think his life had been luxurious in any fashion. If only she knew. It was perhaps which so agitated the much larger feline, his own fur standing ever so slightly upon the back of his neck. "I did not have the luxury you so speak of. I was captured, caught and made into a pet for another so do not lecture me on these so called luxuries." His mouth parted, flashing those canines as a growl reverberated within his chest. It was so particularly rare that Tetradore saw fit to even give a glimpse to his past and yet, somehow, she had so managed to ruffle the were-panther. "What right do you have to so dictate how I use my freedom? I'd rather spend my days on better things then devote it to some pointless cause that I could never hope to see completed in my lifetime. If you so wish to throw away your life on something so stupid, then be my guest, half human Coyote." Those last few words were so spat from his mouth as the panther stepped away from her and closer towards that forest line, his agitation clearly far more noteworthy than he had intended it to be.

The were panther settled only after putting some distance between himself and the coyote's body, his claws digging at the earth beneath them as his emerald eyes only stared at her with entire indifference as she so stated her own conundrum with so leaving her pack. His head nodded ever so slightly, "Yes, it would. Though you hardly truly belong there anyways. It's not as if they're like you in anyway. Though I suppose you might have a hard time finding an Alpha that would want to put up with you too." He knew well he was goading her now, just as she had so pointedly done earlier. Tetradore was entirely capable of returning that demeanor that she displayed him in the same fashion she was able to give it within the first place. If she wanted to be snippy and grouchy with him, he was capable of being just the same. Still, he remained silent as he listened to the young woman's sheer rejection of his request to so meet her pack.

He was, at least, willing to let go of such aggravation for the prospect of the place she did wish to show him, the run itself helping to ease that disgruntled demeanor. Instead, Tetradore found himself inquisitively glancing over the edge of a waterfall to the roaring waters below, a hint of concern in his voice as he inquired to weather or not the creature beside him had ever risked her life in this manner before. She hardly granted him a satisfactory answer before springing off and into that darkness beneath them and entirely out of his sight. A soft sigh left the panther's lips, the man entirely sure he would regret this and yet, for whatever reason, his steadfast certainty in her desire to live saw him following her, launching himself over the cliff and into the air. His body's own natural instincts so screamed at him with that sudden nothingness beneath him, his emerald gaze staring deep into the darkness only to, suddenly, find his feet colliding with something solid. It took him a moment to truly understand the position he found himself in. Slowly, he turned, his own figure entirely cautious as his eyes adjusted to the dimness and with a noteable inquisitiveness, Tetradore faced the cavern in front of him. "So you have done this before." He muttered softly, knowing well she was sitting in the shadows, likely entirely smug with herself. Damn coyote.