Two Rivers Isle Tennis makes me so mad!! Why doesn't anyone catch the ball!?

He cackled, exposing his ivory teeth to the canine. No one owns me and I'm no dog. Behemoth had never encountered one in the flesh but he'd heard stories of them from a now long gone adventurous father. The ebony male considers if he can strike now or if he should chase him off, make the dog someone else's business.

As the other inches closer, so does Behemoth, but with more violence in his actions. His ivory teeth click in a sharp warning to the golden canine. He did not care what the other was doing here. He only knew he wanted them gone (just like the other sunshine-hued male). Now.