Rogan
There had been so much going on while I had been away and distracted, but I was not about to let any of those little bastards get the better of me. That saying that the mice will play when the cat is away was very true.
Unfortunately, the little rats had no idea that they were not dealing with a cat, but that they were dealing with the big bad wolf, and he wasn't like the one in the stories that mothers told their children about at night.
No, this wolf didn't get blown down or tricked by the girl in the hooded red cloak. He was the one who ate the pigs and defiled the girl after he was done taking all of the things that he wanted from the grandmother's home after he killed her.
Marq had been a complete f*cking mess last night, and it had taken far too long for him to get his sh*t together for my liking, but at that moment he was the only one that I had to work with.
