The Tangle Got a secret, can you keep it

Standing tall and confident, shouldered squared off, tail held proudly curled onto his back, he grins devilishly. The moon behind his head illuminating behind his head like a fucked up, hell ridden halo. The moon crowns him ominously, the light shielding his toothy grin from her view.

He shakes his head side to side back to her. “You thought I’d throttle you if you woke me up for water? How silly of you.” He comments caustically. “Now, come back.” He growls. Then so horribly soft he says his next words almost smooth enough she could hardly hear. “I’m not going to hurt you dear. Badly anyway.” He adds spitefully at the end.