Gyrfalcon's Keep fresh off the bus

for any other individual on a perfectly normal day, they probably would not have found themselves in the situation where they were being mocked. especially by a pint-sized, fiery little assbutt that felt like pushing their luck for a thrill.
of course, the laughter that had proceeded it only served to anger lakhos, but the jeering was more or less like throwing a gas can in a burning house with the movie effects of it blowing out every window from bottom to top.
why you little—!!
he screamed the ending senselessly in a hellish, coyote-like way as he pulled his face out of the snow. whatever purchase here he could find he would use, and he swung his open maw right for the face of the fox that had an even smaller pea for a brain than the coywolf he was taunting.