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 He snarled as the cup met his head not once, not twice, but 15 times. He was going to lash out, to strike and attach himself at the hobo's wrist and drain him dry. But he also knew that would freak Ashena and he was trying to get to a certain peaceful place with her. But he did let out a snarl once the male had finished. It was almost deafening to the one it was intended for. He also let his boot jet out, knowing the male was close enough for a swift kick. "Oh maybe. It's brain dead hobos like you that make it entirely too easy to feast upon." His fangs snapped as he spoke, he was seriously considering killing the hobo. He'd waste the blood even just to see him die. "For your information, Ashena and I are not mates. I do not plan to kill her. So don't worry. The only person the human race might be miss will be you, and somehow I doubt anyone cares." He struggled half halfheartedly to get out of Ashena's embrace. If Ashena would let him go, he'd shove the mall into the closet building and pray to hear some ribs crack.:. |