Kill It n' Grill It

The giant's ears perked as a voice sounded behind him. Turning his head just enough to see a plump, purple woman out of the corner of his eye, the man grunted and motioned to the hole that he was digging. "Get to digging." He wouldn't mind the help. In fact, he wasn't even feeling terribly confrontational today. His stomach was the brain for the time being. It ruled him. Nothing would change that aside from a belly full of warm elk meat.

Shifting to the side, Oxx continued to dig. His wide paws scooped away large piles of earth, flinging it off into the greenery around them. Again and again his paws and claws raked the earth. He was going to be filthy after this, but it would be worth it. The brute's dark eyes narrowed as the woman took her place beside him. He inhaled her scent and what his eyes saw was confirmed. "Shouldn't a pregnant woman be at home while her man hunts?" Yeah, he was probably being offensive, but he was fucking Oxx. What did he care?

"Oxx Carpathius"