Abyss sat there, his fur bristling as he growled, ears still pinned back and fangs still bared as Zork called him a demon. He was certainly not one to calm down very quickly. Especially when someone else was basically fueling the fire.
Darke climbed onto Abyss's head, ears perked as he yawned. "Abyss will calm down eventually. He has a quick temper that's a lot like a forest fire. Flares up fast, but takes a while to put out," he said as he crossed his paws.