The intensity of the anger in the ursaring's expression rivaled the force of Vixx's sheer stubbornness to backing down from the overgrown child she had been presented with. She may have been old, but she had put up with far worse. She had no intention of some intense combat in the middle of a town, but she was not afraid to put some grouch in his place if he were to lash out. The two's concentration on the many ways they could destroy one another was shattered as a feline cry reached their ears.

The vixen's ears perked before the one closest to the liepard swiveled towards the dark type to acknowledge them. She did not dare look away until the Ursaring was the one to break the staring contest. The tension dissipated only slightly with the approach of a third party...or rather fourth since Vixx WAS the third party that had been dragged into this mess. A liepard had intervened in the building conflict Vixx had gotten mixed up in. She was prepared to clear her throat and speak up herself to answer the question of the liepard, but it seemed as if the bear had something more urgent that it felt it needed to say.

"The issue here is that nosey little pests keep bugging into my business!" the ursaring folded its arms, claws extended that displayed themselves ever so nicely against his own brown fur.

Vixx's fur began to rise slightly as she was simply abhorred with how this Ursaring had acted. Why, if he were to speak this way within the walls of her own territory she would have had him thrown out as soon as possible, do it herself if she had to. Her many tails already seemed to be twice their size as she struggled to keep them from simply thrashing about. Instead, she sat down. She was an adult, she knew how to act in these situations.

"This...Ursaring-" Vixx struggled slightly as she had already forgotten the bear's name.

"Ulric!" the bear sneered as if offended.

"Ulric," she corrected herself, "He was upset with a shopkeep for selling the last of his favorite food to another customer. I seem to have been roped into the situation and he is being less than kind and reasonable to be quite honest." She explained to the stranger. She had just as much of an image to upkeep as the liepard, though she was unaware of the liepard's willingness being due to the desire of a positive public image.

Vixx was in public, she needed to keep herself controlled. It would not do for it to be plastered all over the papers that she had assaulted some innocent civilian. The fiasco with her leg was already a big hassle. The media tended to be quite unforgiving towards those in high places. While she was not a politician, she was closely associated with Indria, who had quite a strange rise as of late to Vixx's surprise.

While the ninetales did not particularly know why the leafeon had ran off to join the politicians and leaders, she was proud of the grass type. She did not want to be any sort of reason for any trouble brought towards her little Indria.

"I'm being perfectly reasonable!" the bear snorted again, the claws dug into his own arms slightly.

"You nearly crushed the stand," the ninetales spoke with a calm yet firm tone as she countered his argument.

"Did not!" he snorted before finally the liepard was given the opportunity to speak.

The liepard took her chance to speak, but it seemed as if she had already upset the grown child that stood beside Vixx within the first breath. She could practically feel the tension tighten yet again as the liepard's words left her jaws. The lips of the bear curled back as he at the very least allowed the dark type to finish speaking before he decided to unleash his words of wrath yet again.

"We can start with a compromise by getting my name right! It's UL-RIC, not ULF-RIC. Spell it with me now, U. L. R. I. C!" the bear unfolded its arms to point down at the feline that had managed to accidentally feed an endless blaze even more than before.

Vixx held her tongue, though her expression failed to hide exactly what she may have thought at that moment. She was not at all interested in hiding it in the first place. She had improved upon her skill to produce false smiles over the many years she had been alive, but she was not particularly keen on upkeeping her maintenance towards this particular normal type.

Instead, she was more interested in the kind soul that had decided to try and settle this debate. Honestly, the Liepard had probably saved her from a rather unfortunate day. There was no doubt that the bear would have attacked. She had no interest in combat, though she would not have hesitated to neutralize the threat with a Hypnosis if she needed to. She had everything under control, she totally would not have gotten her tails handed to her on a silver platter!

At the very least, after his burst to correct his name the bear seemed to have calmed down slightly. Vixx began to ponder the thought that maybe Arceus was real if this bear had decided to tone his temper down at least a little. The ursaring crossed his limbs once more and gave a snort. He paused slightly as he actually took the time to consider the liepard's words, "Yes..." he spoke with a hint of restrained guilt to his tone before he continued, "B-but this stand had the best of the best! He should have known I was coming, I ALWAYS come after the winters!" he sneered.

Vixx decided to keep her little snout shut at the current moment in time. Who knew? Maybe she'd have an opportunity to slip away, though at the moment that was not quite an option her morals would allow. Leave the perfectly reasonable liepard to this dangerous bear? Pah! She would not mind a scar or two. She already lost a leg and lived with it, what would this Ursaring do...other than bring an end to her life altogether.