Talk:Hellhound/@comment-27950421-20171120214135

So a single hellhound is going about her day, minding her own business, when she suddenly she feels a hand with a tight grip on her ass.

She turns back and upon seeing a man with a rather wide grin, she growls as only a hellhound can, "What do you think you're doing?..."

Despite the implied threat of grievous injury the man maintains his his wide grin, "I needed some hot dog buns :D..."

What does the hellhound do?