LERRIN
Lerrin swallowed a growl and beckoned the two young soldiers closer, looking around as if he wanted to tell them something privately. They came eagerly, smiling wide and leaning in to listen.
"If I see you harassing a female again who has not made the signals," Lerrin whispered, his voice dark with conviction, "if I see you interfering in the work of any other Anima to amuse yourselves, I am going to castrate you. With my teeth." And then he smiled.
One of them immediately went wide-eyed, while the other still smiled a moment, as if he thought it was a joke. Then he caught his friend's eye. Then he scented the pure fury Lerrin let himself feel at the idea that that poor female had had to walk through her day wondering if pups like these two would interfere and make her job harder.
Or worse.
