Bell of a Bad Time

just a wolf in wolf's clothing,


it seemed iris really was absent minded. "you are cruel." "Of course I am." he shot back with a bare of yellow stained fangs, becoming animated as his head lowered near the ground. a snarl rippled from his wide chest. had she forgotten? maybe she really did keep a blind over her eyes. delusional lamb.

hackles rose, and he seemed to grow in size as he dominated her in every aspect. she appeared upset, annoyed and hurt. too much of this he didn't understand. the causations of actions he never identified with. she regretted the gift, then? "Take it off, as you like. Place it upon your twig thin wrists if you must. Perhaps I can fix the chime you hate so much?" he toyed with her, mocked her, & waited her forbidden reactions. he played a game, and his waters were as fragile as the nimble bones that carried her. maybe a sorry was correct in times like these? "cast you? from me?" he questioned with guttural growls leaving his throat. if she could not see the many warnings before her, she had no hope with him. "Iris, vous êtes moi(you are me)." there was truth in that sense, at least in the pit of all his manipulations. and it was not a good thing to hear. after all, maybe they were both mad. "I could of fed you better, yes. I won't slink off anymore. But don't teste moi(test me)." his dark face became rigid with lines spewing, making his snout puckered with aggravation. his tail instinctively raising like a flag, signifying his open claim of power over the tiny dame.
"Come, let us make up." he enforced, coming to close the distance as he relaxed some, seeing that she was wise enough to tuck her conflicts inside, and bid him complete pardoning. his face returned to the stoic canvas it usually was as he came to circle around her once had she not moved. coming to a stop near her left hip with an expectant, sinister glare that shot at her lilac pools ahead. "squat." he taunted, smelling her body with a gluttonous smile creasing at his lips. he was not too far to punish her for the annoyance he caused her. it was time.. to really connect, yes?

he controlled the event. and truly abused it. he would care for her petty little emotions later. but he came with flowers and deserved something for them. Now.

"Talk" 'Think'