You Cant Teach Me Integrity (Snarl)

[font=courier]- ♔ - Though the words she spoke slipped out of her muzzle easily, each letter she said spilled out like tar in Olalla eyes. What was she? She had a wolf's structure, a lions mane... and a bobcat's tail? She seemed abstract, and definitely optimistic. If she had strutted out with a challenging pose, he would have reacted badly. Olalla looked at her right in the eyes, just for shits and giggles. Plus he liked it when the creatures he met squirmed with anxiety from his stare. Olalla was fucked up, he knew this. It surprised him when anyone talked to him; especially females along with pups, cubs, fawns, and chicks. Just thinking of that word made him almost gag. Olalla hated it when males called females chicks, it annoyed him and he knew that it annoyed some females too. The dim light in his eyes grew pale as he spoke.

[glow=red,2,300]"Friend? Huh, never thought anyone would call me their friend. Whats a lass like you doing around here, shouldn't you be hunting with your pack? You got the stench of tanglewood all over you[/glow]."

- ♔ -[color=red] What in the actual hell am i saying, he thought. Stench. Really!? Okay, okay. Shut the hell up and be nice to a lass for once or you going to be a lonely little shit with no one to talk to! Olalla looked towards the elk , whom suspiciously looked very interested  in the two's conversation. Ugh, this was another thing he hated; being a dick to people. But it was just in his nature sadly.

"[glow=red,2,300]Speak[/glow]" - ♔ - Think