Pretty Girl

"So what that doesn't mean your kind can treat us like nothing but cattle!" Keana yelled as she jerked her arm from Ryder's grip.
"Aw she's suddenly a feisty little kitten now. See what you bring out of her Rylan." Ryder laughed sarcastically. "See you two are meant for each other with your 'human's are great speeches'. Do you even know what happened in that war, little girl? Your kind devastated cities and country's leaving behind nothing but blood and corpses, even your infants were murdered gruesomely and over what money? Your people were so hungry for money that they murdered over half of your kind. Now why don't you tell me kitten just how great is your kind now? If it hadn't been for my kind convincing the others to step in, your kind would be erased off of this planet." With each word Ryder stepped closer backing Keana into the wall until he was so close to her that their noses would have touched if he had been her height.

Rated M for Mature