Bacchus had changed as much as Bjørn and he had no real opinion of the changes, it didn't bother him the slightest. Kings like Rainer were a generic bunch anyway and he was content following him because it was comfortable and left him a in comfortable position. He didn't need to think much, something he knew he wasn't good at. Not because he was stupid, but more often than not thinking came second to him.

He was on a foul mood today and gnawing on bones didn't help. He had been lucky to find remains of something dead, it barely contained any meat or flesh and certainly no blood. Figures, he hated scavenging because it robbed him of the chance to taste blood, like stealing gold from his pockets, draining him dry. He had to make due with bone gnawing and chew off pieces from it. He snarled displeased, the foul mood just growing with every sour taste of leftovers. This wasn't real food.

He didn't pay much attention to his surroundings but when he heard snaps of twigs he moved his ears in the direction of the sound, turning with a lustful expression. Blood vessels? Prey? rivers of blood reader to burst? He watched eagerly, and began sniffing the air to make out the scent. His mood dropped another notch.

"Just come out." He was annoyed, like a bear waken from hibernation he was ready lash out if provoked, little to no patience in his bones. He looked disinterested in his own meal and kicked it away from him and stared in the direction of the newcomer, a male, smaller than himself by a few inches. He squinted his eyes at him and them choked out a small short laugh. "What you doing boy?" Are you here to bother me?

The large Bacchus was minding his own business today. Just going about the day and enjoying his time. Not many came to the borders of the cooler region, although that doesn't mean that Jax was treating the job lightly. In fact, he was just on a break. He usually went to the visiting center a few times a day, waited, and then left to find something else to pass the time. Whuch was why, right now, Jax was looking for someone to talk to.

His bright green eyes blinked in confusion as he stumbled upon another pack member who seemed to be in a foul mood. Which on turned, caused Jax to frown at the thought. "Walking, what are ye doing?" Jax returned the question right back at the strange male who seemed to hate the idea of having company. "Why so mad?" He asked, tilting his head to the side as he blinked curiously once again at the male in front of him.

Then, the large male sat down. Wanting to get comfortable in the comany of his new friend. Jax blinked in silence for a moment before his eyes moved towards the bone that he pretty much threw away. "Not enough meat?" He asked, looking back towards the blue eyes male.