From one hand to another

The young man rolled his eyes at his sweet sister's chiding remark.  It didn't matter what he called her. The 'girl' would serve her purpose. Siren wouldn't be alone and he would have an outlet. "Call it what you wish, " he rumbled. "It's your pet. I'm just going to borrow it some times." Let them think what they would of that statement. He knew what his intentions were. Siren knew as well. He was surprised that his sister wasn't putting up a fight against his future plans but he was glad that she wasn't.

Siren moved towards the girl,  inspecting her before making her decision. His dainty sister gave the affirmation that this was the one she wanted.  "Good. Let's leave. This place stinks." Without another word,  the black and white wolf stepped away from the cell, making room for his sister and her pet to exit. As they did so,  he caught the same perpetrator from before leering at Siren. A second offence.

The group of canines made their way to the entrance.  "Head up. I'll be with you in a moment," Chimera spoke softly to his sister. He waited until Siren and her pet were out of the crypt before turning and lunging towards the ogling man. Teeth ripped into the flesh of the man's face. Snarling and yelping echoed through the stone corridors. The slave master laughed at his flunky.  "He did warn you."

Chimera stalked out of the crypt licking blood from his muzzle. "Let's go," he growled low, expecting the pair of them to follow. His mood was soured by the entire ordeal. He just wanted to get back to the prairie and brood.