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Solsken was tired of all their yapping, he was tired of trying to take the easy way out. His body was itching for a fight and his tears ready to draw blood. He was definitely going to get help for this later and he he’d have to hear the never ending lecture from his adoptive father. But fuck it.
His body tensed, head lowering to the ground as a low growl Erfurter from his throat. His gaze locked onto his closest target, Sherbet. Without hesitation the Hellhound lunged.
He aimed to land on top of Sherbet, jaws aiming to clamp around the back of the Captain’s neck. If he was successful he would clamp down to the point of breaking skin and if not he would jump off to the side.
