Hunting Adventure

He would allow everything to swirl around him, words crashing down around him without reaction or notice. Lips would remained curled back, teeth unleashed as he listened to his Queen speak to the woman and the disrespectful words that fell from the bitch's lips. Ears would pin back, a threatening step dragging him forward in an attempt to invade her personal space as verdant green eyes flipped between his queen and this woman. "Fuck you both. You have no right to talk to my queen like that. Especially while on her lands." Words were a menacing hiss, a low rumble that grated harshly against his throat. Then a slightly familiar face appeared and smile would appear at her words. Part of him wanted to kill this disrespectful wench, to rip out her intestines and bathe in her blood but that was not his call to make. So instead he would look to the women, first to the newcomer who's name escaped him and then to his queen. Eyes would lock on her and he would give the slightest now. Not that she needed his approval but damn she always looked so hot when she got a little maimy.

Speech!