What A Waste!

Tyberius watched her reaction with glee. He'd hit the mark, all right. She was fuming and it was worth telling her these horrible things to see her blood pressure rise. Yes, he was horrible. Yes, he enjoyed it.



He was certain that she would respond and was rather pleased when she did. It looked to him as if she'd tried to keep herself contained but could not. Pity she couldn't keep her trap shut. I might have left her alone. Most wolves couldn't handle when someone pointed out their flaws. A few moments passed, then he was sure that she would not attack him. She obviously wanted to but something was holding her back.



All the better then.



Her words would have stung a little if he would have allowed himself to think of how he'd lost that leg. He'd lost more than just his leg but that didn't matter now. If she knew that she'd gotten to him, she wouldn't stop. Tyberius knew that better than anyone. His mother's memory was slipping away more and more every day so it might not have mattered much to him at all. "'Insolent tripod'. Pretty good for a spur-of-the-moment retort, hag." He'd meant to continue on but another wolf bounded onto the scene, completely ruining his fun.



The male wolf went on and on about the she-wolf's beauty, then went on to tell him that he'd best apologize. Tyberius yawned, his eyes closing for the briefest of moments, then opening again to observe the wolf. When the male's words trailed off into growling, the cripple spoke. "Whoa there, hero. Come back later if you want to get laid - I got here first. Besides, my whore mother's face was torn off years ago. Nothing but the worms bother her anymore." He rolled his eyes, then turned his gaze back to the female.

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