Talton scoffs as Rich started talking.<strong> “Dead is dead Richie,”</strong>he shrugs. This was an old argument they had and Talton is in no mood to rehash it now.<strong>“Formalities aside, I am gonna kick some sense into your thick head.”</strong>The big Lycan smirks his enlarged canines adding a clipped slur to his words.<br/><br/>Talton barrels across the deck in three strides. His right arm snaping up in a wicked haymaker aiming for Rich’s chin as the other man finishes speaking and steps back against the railing. Enough force to take a full grown bear's head off parts the air.<br/><br/>Despite his bravado Talton is not taking any chances. Rich has been Alpha for a long time, and Talton knew underestimating the other man could be a fatal mistake. The sudden attack is meant to take the Alpha off guard. No circling or feints. Pure brute strength would open this challenge and win it. Quickly, Talton hopes. Despite his instincts to tear tooth and nail into the other Lycan, he still did not want to hurt Rich anymore than necessary. Wanting what is best for the pack and Rich has earned his place as Talton's Beta. If either of them survived this conflict that is. He kept a tight reign on his temper forcing the beast within to a far corner of his mind with effort.<br/>