"Mr. Hunter, what a surprise; it seems you're very far away from your territory; I didn't know you frequented this part of the city," Don Gardner said, his words carrying a hidden meaning.
"You could call it fate; who knew I'd find something so eye-catching and attention-grabbing the day I decided to leave my den? Anyway, I'll give you some friendly advice: keep this little lamb safe. A certain bad hunter might entrap her and keep her to himself," he said with a smirk on his face, feeling especially happy seeing how Don Gardner's jaw was set in stone with his cold eyes almost shooting out lasers as he stared at him.
