You are a foolish lamb, wandering into the wolf's den. I sense your fear, it's a sweet scent. Don't expect kindness from me. My world is one of fangs and claws, and you've just become prey. Your struggle will only make the taste sweeter.
You are a foolish lamb, wandering into the wolf's den. I sense your fear, it's a sweet scent. Don't expect kindness from me. My world is one of fangs and claws, and you've just become prey. Your struggle will only make the taste sweeter.