Sunset Valley philosophize in it! chemicalize with it!

He was walking along sourly minding his own business when then one of those stupid mothers showed up.  No, she was not comfort.  Not anything close.  She was a witch he had no interest in dealing with, one of those that had brought all the problems with them and continued to ruin what had been a good life as far as he was aware.  Hadn't he been clear enough he wanted nothing to do with them back at the Sanctuary any of the times they crossed paths?  His nose crinkled, and though he didn't bare his fangs, he was tempted, instead opting for a pause in his stride and a quick sprint to elsewhere in the train to keep himself at a distance from the dumb pups and their parents.  Mali's not so subtle statement of 'go the hell away, or I will.'