Moonspear i don't wanna go home

gonna give you a post before I head out.

Loki was feeeeellin' it today. Not a 'man, I want some tail', oh no. He wasn't that shallow. He was shallower. He wanted some tail, yea, but the yearling wasn't tryin' for a female's affection. He had a taste for something else.
He wanted a good fight.

So off he skipped to find one. Skippity skip, skip, skip.
Then an aroma hit him that made his heart flutter and his chest constrict.
Oh, it felt so nice...The best kind of 'umph' was added when he smelled a pairing. He salivated, dripping a liquid lust all over the ground before him. Oh this would feel great.
Only imagine what happened when he saw them.

Like a pair of beacons, two wolf appeared out of the dense network of air, and he was off. No slowing, and no listening to the voice that begged him not to do it. Some little chimey thing that he wanted to swat away.
Some little chimey thing that wanted to ruin his desires.

To tune that chimey thing out, he sang. Now it wasn't a tune,  but it was somethin. He had a nice voice, but he wasn't trying to woo anyone right now but himself.
"I welcome...you to...paradise..."

"Step right up, come one, come all,
I will be your host, tonight.
Welcome to the dreams of Hell,"

With haste and an uncanny accuracy he leapt before the two darkies, the last lyric leaving his lips before he was surely feeling that pummeling that was tantilizingly heading hIs WaY~

"You're in for a wild ride."