Roar, Roar, Roar~

"Roar, roar, roar~" "For fuck's sake, I've told you so many times—stop biting my pants! If you keep this up, I'm going to get mad... Damn it, Donnie, I can't take it anymore! Come get your dog!!!" A rookie mage desperately held up his tattered pants, his youthful face full of helplessness and humiliation. At his feet, a pitch-black mini Tyrannosaurus Rex had clamped onto his pants and refused to let go. Its two legs pushed hard against the ground, its metal feet scraping noisily across the floor.