Guadalupe (8)
**8.** “What the… the holy hellfire IS this, man?” Guadalupe barked impotently, frightened and beside himself. His own erection dissipated into a flaccid bundle of wrinkly skin, softly settling down into his mesh of chestnut-brown pubic hair....
Hellhounds: Bait
It had nothing to do with the botched drug deal--he just hated them because they were sewer rats. they were always so filthy, so foul and disgusting. the blue lynx was sick and tired of venturing all around lupus and running into furs like dale.