Sunbeam Lair at my core, i am iridescent terror with nothing left to lose

snapping his teeth down toward the head as it thumped dully against his paw, buffalo swung it up by one gore-dripping eye-socket and let go, watching its trajectory in the air and giving an audible hoot of laughter as it struck the ground. "yes. i was born like this," buffalo rejoined, turning back to the other with a deadpan expression. "mama took one look at me'n said 'why, the devil's been at this baby!'" the madman shrilled in a voice meant to imitate that of what he determined to be a hysterical woman of vaguely southern origin.
"then she kicked me out when i could walk and well, that's how i ended up here," was the end of the tale buffalo did not expect the other to believe. "what about your story there, friend?"