Silverlight Terrace Cruel

Teeth snared against his cheek. He felt it, sharp like a razor. Blood then trickled, but the beast paid no mind.

Piss-hound. And when he heard it, a laugh bubbled from him. Never heard that one before, He drawled, tone lightening ever so slightly. Stepping closer, the agouti man's shoulder drew along the other's. A kiss and make up scenario, if you will. 

Alduin itched to kill the red woman and her people. If that's what you want so bad, then we will see them dead. But not yet. It was too soon. Their numbers were still too slim. Once we get settled with our bunch, we can start thinkin' on it. Hell, maybe even find a few allies to help us. We'll need all the teeth we can get.