Wyatt glared at Moses.
"Steak? If it is not cooked..." he spoke in a dismissive tone, "Don't step closer, he likes to hunt for meat. He's not a pet, unlike your snake... Well, on the other hand, he might be put off by your filthy scent, so..."
"So... you're feeling snarky as always...Oof!" Moses wiped the imaginary sweat on his forehead and sat beside Wyatt. "I thought you too went soft like TJ just for a b*tch. So what if she died? You can have any woman-," he reached his arms to wrap around Wyatt's shoulder.
But Moses gulped hearing a chiming noise and saw the tiger standing up and walking towards them.
"He doesn't like others getting close to me..." Wyatt said and pushed his arms away. "Stop pissing me off and tell me what you want. Otherwise, I'll give the command for Khan to rip you apart," Wyatt glared at Moses.
"Oh, what..." out of habit, Moses tried to get close to Wyatt, but seeing the tiger crouching, he distanced himself from Wyatt.
