[ For a second, Max biting him doesn't even register. The only thing in Amos's head is the white hot flare of anger. ]
Stay out of my fucking business.
[ Frank goes down, and that's when Amos feels it, and tries to wrench his leg away from Max. But he's an attack dog, he knows what he's doing, and the pain strikes hard, making Amos buckle down, feeling teeth tearing at his muscles. Amos can only do one thing - he turns in a wide circle, until Max can see Frank on the floor, and that's when he lets go, blood on his muzzle, to nudge at Frank.
Amos hits the door button, fast, and limps back to his own quarters.
That was pointless. But it sort of felt good anyway. ]
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Stay out of my fucking business.
[ Frank goes down, and that's when Amos feels it, and tries to wrench his leg away from Max. But he's an attack dog, he knows what he's doing, and the pain strikes hard, making Amos buckle down, feeling teeth tearing at his muscles. Amos can only do one thing - he turns in a wide circle, until Max can see Frank on the floor, and that's when he lets go, blood on his muzzle, to nudge at Frank.
Amos hits the door button, fast, and limps back to his own quarters.
That was pointless. But it sort of felt good anyway. ]