little spiders

The ebony girl said her name was Lusa in an expressionless tone. "Lusa...Lusa," Azzaro said, rolling the words around his tongue, testing it out. He did not let go of her yet, but continued to pin her onto the ground using strong creamy paws as his thoughts wandered. He was pulled out of his own world, however, when the midnight wolfess addressed him as 'kid' and that she was not a person for small talk especially when she was being crushed.

"Oh sorry," Azzaro mocked, his merciful and good nature having vanished at the word 'kid'. He was not a kid anymore, he was nearly two years old for Rhoa's sake. "I forgot you were being crushed," and savagely pushed harder with his paws, adding more weight onto her. He could be nice when he wanted to but test him and you would feel pain beyond measure.

Lucky for her, the Dotharan decided to leave her alone and after one mocking smile, "I'll be nice this time, but next time you address me as 'kid', you won't be so lucky," with that, Azzaro turned and gracefully leapt away, paws skimming the ground as he made his way back to Hoshor Plains, back home.