I stand on the wall, a blank stare on my face. The small part of humanity left within me clamored for mercy. But.......the other part, the beaten, tortured, shot, maimed, and damaged part wanted nothing more than to ground you to a pulp. I was only wearing a blue windbreaker and white T-shirt with blue jeans, but no shoes, showing my large paws instead. my ears lift up very slightly from a breeze, the long and floppiness of them making them like this. I snarl at the thing in front of me, my fangs gleaming in the light. "Leave. Now." ((I'm Rping as Alpha in first person))