You Skulking Bastards

With the hyena's dispatched, Merrick gave one of them a tap with a big, black paw. Should he bother cleaning up the mess or should he just... Relm drew his attention with her answer and the dire bastard laughed at her response. "Tell me something that I don't know, girl." He knew very well that he was a dick. Dick was one of the nicer things that he could be called, actually. If she wanted to speak truthfully though...

"Now why don't you elaborate. Why am I a fucking dick, as you so eloquently put it?" The brutes purple, black and lavender pelt bristled as he took a step towards her. "Or are you going to be a coward and just hide away and pretend that your problems will go away?" He took another step towards her, the edge of a growl in his tones. "I don't have many friends, so I'd like to think better of you, but you're making it difficult, you know." He was now right up in her personal space. "Here's your chance to show some balls or to run away with your tail between your legs."

"Merrick Mendacium"