Bloodhound kept silent, his position strong beside Bird, looking away from her only on occassion to eye the others, most of all Furore. XXX Where are you going!?” A booming voice called back from the distance before entirely fading, “Y’all can do what you want. Suddenly the memories of hostile threats flooded back from his subconscience and he nodded towards Bird in understanding, his face flush with embarrassment, and now concern. Bird, having tried her best to clean the mess Rhino had left on her, now stood at Bloodhound’s side as the two of them watched the sudden turn of events in awe. Bird was lost in a plethora of emotions, entranced by this woman yet terrified of the situation, desperately hoping some peace could soon be made and lost as to how it had become so hostile so quickly. The large man squeezed the heavy pair of breasts overtaking his hands, feeling warm milk spill
