home inspection

Tyrian waved an aggravated paw at her. The only reason she hadn't gotten worse was because he sensed her harmless naivety. If she'd had any real understanding of what she was doing he'd have eaten her alive and spiked her head somewhere as a warning to like-minded individuals. He didn't mess around with stuff like this. Only the stupid, squishy soft part of his heart had kept her from literally getting fucked and added to a harem. "Oh, don't give me that shit. What the fuck is wrong with you? Any sane rancher would have eaten you for lunch."

Avoiding her gaze, he dusted his chest and legs off. Bits of dirt and leaves littered his coat from his tumble to the ground, but he could only get so much of it without a mirror. "You're lucky," he groused angrily. "That I'm too fucking nice." Someday he would change that. He'd do what he wanted without worrying what others thought of him.

You know what, now was as good a time as any to be less nice. "Yeah, you do owe me, so how about you pay up now." He had no idea what she'd offer or even if she'd brought stuff with her on this goat stealing mission, but he wanted something in return for his too-niceness.