octane twisted - leader needed
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Hybrid stared at the taller hybrid, his maw contorted in a gruesome snarl. His breathing was laboured as he watched the intruder, adrenaline racing through his veins. His paw twitched; his body was ready to move and rip this intruder apart. But Hybrid understood there was a time for formalities and manners, such as now. With his warning made, Hybrid would have to resort to diplomacy to continue this discussion. If the hybrid refused to listen to reason, he would attack.




The hybrid grinned wickedly as the intruder clutched at his scratched face. Hybrid was tempted to attack again, only if to show him was a real wound looked like. Hybrid suspected this coddled child had never been in a fight before. Were Hybrid one to scoff, he would have certainly scoffed at this.



"Yes," he replied, scoffing, with a shake of his head. "Intruders, yes. Guests, no," he added, baring his fangs for the effect.
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