What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little pup? Ill have you know I graduated top of my pack in the mystical werewolf chasm of glory, and Ive been involved in numerous secret raids on gay sparkling vampires, and I have over 300 confirmed knottings in their asses. I am trained in wolf warfare and Im the top sniffer in the entire mystical pack. You are nothing to me but just another pup. I will hump you in the leg the fuck out with glorious action the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth since Twilight, mark my fucking growels. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Wolfternet? Think again, pup. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of werewolves across the mystic realm and your scent is being tracked right now so you better prepare for the storm, pup. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your puppy existence. Youre fucking dead, pup. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred werewolf ways, and thats just with my bare tail. Not only am I extensively trained in wolfborn combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the mystic realms of wolfenguard and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable pup ass off the face of the spiritual and physical realm, you little pup. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little clever comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking lolling, wet and panting tongue. But you couldnt, you didnt, and now youre paying the price, you goddamn pup. I will shit furries all over you and you will drown in it. Youre fucking dead, puppy.