Otter Creek bing bang boom

Haha! Totally unintentional, but that's awesome.

"Atka and Sos?" the grey male queried, though he truly didn't care. It sounded like nonsense, perhaps meant to confuse him. That thought made him angrier, and his lips peeled back away from his teeth. He licked the saliva that bobbed from the corners of his mouth, as if to emphasize his offer. It would be no bother, really.

Still, the youth lacked the good sense to run, and Dapper's grey eyes furrowed. The talk of fish caused pain to lance through the yearling's rumbling stomach, as his body cried out desperately for nourishment at its mention. "I don't like fish," he declared, though if it wouldn't have required so much work, he would have dined upon them. "I like red, bloody meat."

He made no move, but continued to watch the youth hungrily.