Larksong Grotto A cheap sunset on a television set can upset her, but he never could

WOO HOO, CONGRATS! I ALSO GET TO FIGHT LUKE! YAHHHHHH!

"What is his name?" She asked, a cool yet seething rage in her voice. Her heart was pounding right now, and she was ready to give whatever fucker did this to Reek a visit. She had slaughtered many wolves, and wasn't afraid to do just that again. Her pelt remained smooth, and her eyes still on Reek, who she felt terribly bad for. She would definitely call for @Tavi or @Ditty or someone to watch Reek while she was away. Oh hell yah, she was going to make the criminal her toy. She could just imagine the little doll, being torn apart stitch by stitch. She would fight for the sake of Reek, not to kill, but to mangle. No way would she give the sick creature a chance to die. It was to sacred of a thing. The poor man had wanted to visit his pups, and now he was being attacked after trying to be a good dad? WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?