YOU'VE BEEN SHOT THROUGH THE HEART
01-01-2014, 09:35 PM
The pest refused to leave, and now it was playing a dangerous game, trying to predict a flame that burned mere inches from gasoline, from gunpowder, from the fuse of dynamite. Those who dared to play this game ended up like her last victim. The sarcasm dripping from the mutt's vocals made her tail tip begin to twitch, like a spasm of muscles as she fought to keep from ending this mongrel's life in the span of a few seconds from now. Her next words brought laughter chuffing from the lips of the demon, which grew into throes of mirth that reeked of insanity. Quickly she was on her massive paws, slipping across branches until she was hanging with her face ever so close to the long snout of the pest. Abruptly would her laughter stop as she looked into the eyes of the mongrel, primrose optics deadly with their icy glare as she met dual toned gaze directly. "Distaste is a vast understatement, you flea bitten scum." She growled, snapping her powerful jaws shut a few hairs from the nose of the vermin. Standing back, she waited a few moments for the creature to leave. When it didn't, her annoyance grew. She was not in the mood for invasion by lupines, she had just killed one and left it out to avoid such a nuisance. "Is there something you want from me that will make you leave? Because if not, I will have to mark my borders with your carcass as well. " She snarled, long tail now lashing behind her as she unsheathed her wicked talons and dug them deep into the bark of the tree. Her pale golden optics burned with hatred and rage, her temper starting to drive her to a place that this lupine would not return from. Talk like this |
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