* — BLOOD WILL HAVE BLOOD. ‘ personification of panic, flight and rout. ‘ of aphrodite + ares.

Something bland ass like Colette with the labradoodle.

They’ll break her doors down and kidnap her dog. Then she’ll suffer.

Slams fist onto the table, making a dent. MORE DOGS.

Smashes a plate over his head and grunts loudly. “I LOVE YOU, POPS.”

Ugh. He’s just so full of love that he wants to rip his chest open. x.com/upiliolibidine…

Runs head first through a door. Good morning.

Smashes his head through a wall.

Howls. Not at all, HE LOVES IT.

Sorry, Pops but he’s just full of so much AHHHH.

He doesn’t know what a pantry is but likes the idea of destroying it.

He didn’t do it though! “I thought we were brothers, Dei!”

/ lovewar fam >

SORRY, POPS. Does his very best to sweep up the mess.

They will battle at sundown.

Wrong answer.

Shape shifts into something scary.

Oops. Time to dash.

/ SKDKD get OUT