Trouble with a capital T

He rolled his eyes at the bullshit. He couldn't help it. He half expected her to finish her show busy rolling over and showing Vidarr her belly, and then peeing herself. Bitch. If she had acted like that in his pack, his mother would have taken her head. She wouldn't be able to help herself. The girl was just too… pathetic. "tös has a mean streak. She attempted to maim me, I defended myself with my spurs" His gravelly voice rumbled over the words, and then fell silent. Keep it simple. 


Vidarrs first words made it clear that he would not approve of his actions with the bag, but he also had hope that her escalation to maim would also be see as reflecting badly for the pack. He was still learning the rules. He was small and stealthy, and hearing he could not steal from his pack mates was bad news for him. Well, no. He could not steal from them and get caught.