The male was not asking. Rojo never asked for anything, he either got what he wanted or he took it. Well less it was sex, and then he just made them squirm around making them think he was the next serial rapist to walk upon the lands. He liked that, the fear that they thought he was going to hurt them. That fear was something that made living his life and hating all wolves and pity hybrids so much easier.
He would have to admit that second when his hand connected on to her rear, that touch he could tell she didn’t like it, though the male had never been one for words, he just said what he wanted and never thought twice about who it may or may not have upset.
Watching her string her bow, and then pulling it up aiming it the male gave her the respect of being silent while she aimed and shot. Watching as the lady’s arrow hit the target them male walked over to the target pulling out her arrow as he walked back to her, sliding the arrow into the female dog’s quiver.
With a snicker the male stepped back to the mark where she had let her arrow fly. The male looked over at her, as he licked his lips. ”I hope you’re pleased with your-self, Bitch.” The male bent down getting down upon his knees as his one hand slipped back to his quiver, his fingers going though the arrows, his fingers feeling each one. Pulling out one arrow the male looked it over, making sure that everything was just as he wanted, that the where a nice cut down the arrow, one done by a well trained eye. <./p>
Pulling his bow up and then resting it against his arm, as he notched it, pulling it back the male aimed for her hole only at a different angel, the male twisted his arm as he let the arrow fly. Watching it spin around in the air, it came in at a harsh right angel, but landed in her hole. With a smile he was pleased with what he had done the male looked over to her, as he stood up letting the bow drop down to the ground. ”Well now, what do we have here.”
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