Weakness Is Punished.

Again?

The female was trying his patience yet again, not only did he just attack her for defying him, but she was doing it yet again? When he looks at her there is a cold hard edge to his gaze, his lips curling up above his fangs as he growls darkly under his breath. He had enough of this female for today, well for a lifetime to be specific. The undercurrent of his rage was circulating about him, his ears gradually moved back against his skull, the smell of blood was only urging the male to attack her once again.

What would be a proper punishment though? What would break this female to where she understood that she was in no position to defy him in any circumstance. His mind was only a coil of rage, a festering pile of wicked intentions. "Le-a-ve u-s, im-med-iat-ely. Do n-o-t re-tu-rn," his voice rings about the cavern, his body quivering with self-righteous anger as he steps toward her, snapping his jaws in warning before pointing his nose toward the exit.

He was done with her...for now.

"Speech"
'thoughts'