Stone Circle hold your devil by his spoke and spin hi(m) to the ground

colt licked the ridges of his teeth. he wondered if this was truly the envelope he was aboit to push. why not? the man moved closer, looking for the snap of her fangs. his red gaze was filled with a leer he expected her to understand.
"i can track real well. they won't get far from me, sugar," colt snickered with his ivoried grin. he stared at her, lifting his chin expectantly.