11. Hypocrisy
Kouga growled when his pelt hit him on the nose. He brushed it away, spitting fur out of his mouth.
"Woman, what are you doing?"
"Put it back on!" she screamed, shrill, attempting to look anywhere but at him, without much success. Twin spots of rouge bloomed on her pale cheeks.
Waving his arms, he shouted, "It's freezing and you're not well! Just keep the damn thing on!"
"I'm fine!" she insisted stubbornly.
He stared pointedly at the little peaks in her bra. "Really?"
She shrieked again and hunched, covering herself.
"Stop looking, pervert!"
"You're one to talk," Kouga scoffed.
