Don't Make Me Come In There!

She called him a lunatic before saying his methods would get him nowhere, in which he laughed in response. The deep, airy noise resonated from his chest, intertwining with the growls he had already been emitting. “You have no idea.” He warned, finding it amusing that she thought she had him figured out already. In his mind, she only knew what was on the surface, which made her naive. This was also why she was calling his threat a bluff, claiming that he was no more important than anyone else… which only made him more angry. Hadn't she returned to her little alter to see that he had destroyed everything she built? Not only that, but he had left a rather disgusting present for her to see as well? Having relieved himself all over the ruins of her items, thinking of pillaging her the entire time?

He stuck his face into the hole again, peering into the shadows until he found those bright, cyan eyes of hers. He glared at her, still baring his fangs, lips quivering as he continued to growl. “If you’re so sure of that,” He pushed forward, shoving his head as far into the opening as he could. The sharpness of the rocks pressed against his skin, pulling tuffs of fur and tearing open tiny cuts that would weep blood. He was able to get his head in past his ears, but his shoulders stopped him from progressing any further. “Then come out here and play with me.” He snapped his jaws at her again, trying to grab her if he was close enough. The scent of blood was strong in the little cavern, resonating from the dead rabbit she had brought home to eat. It only enticed him more.


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