Sleeping Dragon So sad and broken hearted

Ooh two things really quickly, 1. I in no way share views with Goliath, just to point that out, and 2. Do you mind swearing in the post? If not I'll bleep it and whatnot

The flooding, familiar pack smell came into contact with his thick ugly nose, and he lowered his tense approach, that was, until the female darted off and back with an uglier attitude than his. Goliath was too slow to see the fox slipping out of the den, and thus, had no clue what the wench was rambling about.

Her shouting was immediately drowned out the second he heard the word 'lunch'. A thick, dumb-struck smile rose on his lips, before snapping out of it and looking towards the strangely colored female before him.

Goliath didn't really listen, and he did not say anything until she was finished speaking. But the second she was silent did he become aggressive. "Listen bitch. Goliath make rules. Small woman don't"  he snarled, partially lying in his answer, but she shouldn't know that "So shaddup."