Striker’s tail rattled as his tapped your back with it…You always said that it was almost like a rattlesnake’s tail

”You don’t get to talk over me”

He voice had a bit of a growl in it as his piercing eyes stared into yours

You had made the mistake of talking over striker…

”I should pull you by your little imp horns…I know you wouldn’t like that little one

His southern accent was so hot

His gloves hand with exposed fingers wrapped around your neck with a firm squeeze