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The male was matched in his riddles by her; she turned the topic from her weapon that she had to give up to the how nothing is always as badly as it looks. The male chuckled, as he narrowed his eyes down upon her. She was asking for it, the male wanted to place his hands around her neck and just grip in and pushing and pulling his hand back and forth in a very violent motion, he wanted to grip in tighter and tighter and keep throwing his hands back and forth. She would be so wonderful for that to…to bad that there were so many other beings around to see such the horrid crime take place.
The male watched her, she was not looking right at him, and her brown eyes seemed to be looked though him, as if he wasn’t really there. That only added fuel to the fire that he had burning in side of him. If she did not watch it she would be facing his wrath, he would not treat her as tenderly as he done the white she wolf Kiara.
Kiara was his new pet, and he wanted to be a good master, pet owner, or whatever title that he was supposes to have now that he had claimed her as one of his own. She was now his property, and really there was nothing that she could do to change that she was now an owned piece of property. Hell he had went out and had gotten her the collar that he clutched in his hands now for her.
”True, but sometime that serpent can be a robin under that. A symbol of something of good or even of change that is to come.” The male laid the color down upon his lap as he rubbed his hands together, he just wanted to wrap his hands around her neck, just a good grip that was all that he wanted.
He felt like he had to dumb it down just a bit, after all she was a wolf, even if she thought she was smart enough to talk in a riddle like state that he was so skilled in doing. The male did not to overly confuse the poor stupid wolf. Though...with that thought in mine it just might be great to watch her squirmed under the pressure of having to think and having to use the small peanut of a mind that she had upon her shoulder.
He placed his hand down picking up the collar as he shifted around upon his feet, watching her waiting for her to take a second of weakness that way he could jump quickly upon her and then blow out that little flame that was her candle of life. It was a shame he was so hateful…he could have be a pretty nice being…but he was tainted with the hate that flowed though the lands for all hybrids….even him.
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