Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160901193550/@comment-3293219-20160904221258

"Caesar!? He filth! He tore our family apart! Took our mutts, made them unpure!

Mutts salvagable...

Family not...

You not..." The Dog Lord scowled, holding up his spear.

"You, put down guns. Walk out, hands raised!

You surrender, you live.

You try not to surrender?"

He stepped around Casper's back, pressing the base of his sandle to the hostage's lower back and pushing down on it. The clueless convict gave out a muffled scream as he was tipped into the literal dogpile and fell straight into the snapping jaw of around ten dogs. They pounced all over him and bit down, all over his torso, neck, arms and legs. They growled and snarled loudly as the sounds of clothes ripping became the only clue as to what was going on, due to the abundance of mongrels fighting over him.

They continued to feast on what was left of him as the Dog Lord looked over to the group.

"This land will consume you, we will consume you!"