What if I say I'm not like the others

A snarl passed his lips at her. This bitch was thoroughly pissing him off. "Someone should fix that mouth of yours, and I know just the thing."He was quick then aiming a snap at the side of her face, before he lifted his paw off her and aimed to throw her onto his ship. He would do just what he pleased to her. Not like she would ever forget, and if she came back with friends he'd be hard pressed to be found. After all he could easily make Vi move and leave this ship. He could find plenty of other places to stay. He didn't fear shit though. He was quick with following her onto the deck of the ship and stalking towards her. His tail swayed slowly behind him. He could keep her here though, a concubine for him, someone for Vianni to eat later. It was a nice thought, but he didn't think he wanted to force vi to care for this mouthy bitch. No that wouldn't work.

If she didn't die from Lucifer, she would die from predators. He lunged then, aiming to pin her beneath him. Teeth aimed for her scruff. He hoped that she would now be in a more optimal position. His head aimed to push hers into the metal beneath them. She wouldn't be smarting off to him ever again.