Ravensblood Forest your life's a dimestore novel

Thanks for letting me invade for a few posts! I'll leave poor Tit to Constantine's care now hahaha.

Raptor met the threats and groaning growls with a hissy pfft and a sly of his eyes, fashioning his face into an insufferable smirk. For added affect he leaned even closer, daring the fellow to take a few more pointless snaps at him as he talked real low.

"What are ye gonna do, eh? If ye manages to stay alive for a while you might 'ave a face that can frighten and scare but right now..." Raptor sniggered. "Half-dead and half-blind? Nothin' ye can do lad. Nothin' at all. Not even a rat would be bothered by the likes of you."

Leaning back, the dark wolf stuck his tongue out in mocking — it was a long one too, as if he was simply born to be an insulting prick. "Good luck to ye. But if it's bad luck that's waitin' fer ye, well..." Raptor turned away, finishing his sentence as he sauntered back toward the sea.

"...I'll be back when the crows circle overhead."