<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 72, 65)"><span style="font-size: 22px"><u><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><b>Marco</b></span></u></span></span><br/><br/>As the others faded into the distance, Marco was quite aware that it was just him and Luna in what remained of the party. His eyes met her and the cold gaze he got in return made him grin. He loved a challenge. Apparently, so did she as her first words were a direct jab at his failure. The only response she got from him on that was his lips turning down ever so slightly into a frown.<br/><br/>"Worthy by Cyrus' standards only, my dear Luna." His tone was sickly sweet, making a mockery of the respect he was supposed to be giving her and the others. There were some who found Marco more than worthy, and his allegiance was with them and not this...<i>outsider. </i>Moving slowly, he circled around the Luna, his grin slowly creeping back on his face. Sizing her up, he was quick to make his decision, though something stopped him from acting as he would like.<i>Wait. </i><br/><br/>"Best run along so poor Alpha doesn't wonder where you've gone to..." He spoke softly, leaning in towards her, though her words whispered back did not go unheard. "Be careful what you wish for,<i>dear Luna...."</i>Making her to make eye contact with her once more, he let her go off and with a little laugh, wandered off into the woods.