I feel the sweet satisfaction of impact when I charge into the other male and he goes flying, just as I wanted him to. As he lands on his side, I face off against him, widening my stance and curling my lips back, ever ready to shed some blood. I wait patiently for him to get back to his feet, never one to take away from what could be a fair challenge. As he gets up, he curls his own lips, showing me his yellowed fangs and I laugh out loud, clearly unimpressed as he is. I can tell he's not listening as my hackles tremble some more, my tail lashing at the air over my spine in anticipation of what's to come. My ears flick back to my skull at his words, golden eyes gleaming. "And why would I want to do that? The whole fun of the attack is in the surprise." I smirk at his cough, obviously proud of the fact I've knocked the air out of him. His next words only bring a wide grin to my lips as my tail flicks once more and my ears prick forward. "Indeed it is so maybe you should go ahead and TRY to kill me. I dare say you'll find it a bigger challenge than even you're ready for. As for my rank, you can call me whatever or whoever you like. But I remain Devil, the ever watchful and rightful king of Malignant Felicity. The self appointed queen Carnival is away for now and in her place, I hold the reign here. So you'd do best to make your move or see hwere we can really put those skills of yours to use."
I raise a brow now, tilting my head some. "You want to make a point? Good, cause that's the kind of strength I'm looking for. Now, are you ready to hear my proposition? I promise you'll like it." I lick my chops, still tasting the blood of the fool I killed on the borders only days ago. I'd be willing to set an example of my own but why waste a good set teeth on my own skin when I could just as soon put them to use FOR me. Now that's a good proposition. He'll get to do what he likes to do while making himself useful to a pack that thinks the same way he does. Who wouldn't like the sound of that?
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