Altar of Twilight jukebox

you have my perm to beat bard up if anything LMAO

a voice stops the man from his mission to scratch his itch, and he furrows his brow. eh? ya liked it? he tilts his head, smiling but it is empty of joy.

baaah.. he scoffs, tearing his canines away from his ankle with a roll of his eyes. ya can catch a different one anytime, anywhere... theres plenty of prey here! ya could even eat the grass if you're that hungry.