Sneering as Sanzos’ paw collided with his face he snapped back, teeth nipping harshly at the offending appendage.
“What I think I’m doing-“ Easily flipping the sutras to his own back he took a step from the other blonde “-is getting you to move.” He rumbled, motioning to the area around them. “You’re in a pack zone. You can have your drapes back, despite how horribly they clash with your eyes, s’long as you leave. Or does the great Sanzo think he can handle it himself?” He mockingly tapped at one of Sanzos’ paws, still slightly unsteady from being underused – Or not at all, according to the other.
