Phoenix Maplewood Horror Tropes

You will be with that attitude. Ah, the defeated and lost, one of his favorite types to deal with. They were so.. malleable as far as he was concerned. Desperate to find themselves and a path, so ripe for the picking to use for his own greedy needs. Stalking around, he eyed the young lady carefully, studying her ribs, the weak legs that could barely hold her up.

Your dad sounds shitty. He began, finding himself behind her now while still trying to ponder what to do with such a thing. You know, my dad was pretty shitty too. It took a moment for him to decide and nudged her with his muzzle to move. He wasn't very gentle, but at least he kept his teeth off of her. 

Maybe if he took care of her... of all her needs, she would be another to add to his growing list of fun individuals he can call for at any time to fill his time. If she didn't move with his initial nudge, he's lean right over her, straddling her frail body while he positioned himself to speak into her ear. Velvet vocals as smooth and sweet as he possibly could. To spite him, I survived.