Creed's grin grew into a vile, sharp-toothed smile as he set his eyes on Logan, letting out a low growl and straightening up. At the very least, he was always taller than Logan...
"Hey there, scrappy," he rumbled, nostrils flaring. The scent of Adamantium was stronger than usual...maybe it was only because it'd been so long since he had come up against his favorite foe.
"Could say the same for you. I didn't think Professor X let pets on the furniture..."