Big T bound over to his father's side sweating profusely upon seeing a stranger approach his father Beast King during "The Feeding". His matted brown fur glistened with an unwashed stench which combined particles of spoiled meat chunks and heavy perspiration. The unfamiliar face could smell the lingering scent of Halitosis and rotten flesh on the obese younger beast's breath when Big T opened his mouth to speak finally.

"Who cares interrupt my father's feast?! Mongrel, you'll pay!"

He growled out, trying to sound intimidating, but he clearly didn't, just laughable. His brown eyes flicked over the intruder once more. His gaze held strong though, as he scoffed at their visage.