Rising Sun Valley Dread Hunger

Had this thief not grabbed it, he would have run off with it. To his disliking, and he would scream over it later- if not in a few moments, she grabbed onto it. That was enough to make him entirely almost break his neck from how fast his head spun around, and he needed to quickly accommodate his body to turn. Did he let go? Of course not.

"MnNnOE! YOU FUHK OFF!" Fowl. Dirty, dirty mouthed. It didn't help that she was SHRIEKING like bugling elk. Putting all of his weight onto his front legs, he snarled and bristled while furiously yanking his head back. His front paws were hopping on the ground, scratching at it- trying to MOVE his body and drag her if he had to. Bonnie didn't care. He didn't give a single damn to damn a single damn about.

Shifting his weight onto his hindquarters, his back end was quickly nearing the ground with how swiftly he was back pedaling and pulling.

"LET," he managed to snap out, furrowing his brows, "GO!"