Smack Smack, Delicious

Lord Krypto was furious. As the bearer of superior Kryptonian genes, aside from Jor-El, no one had ever held him like this. Forget frail Earthlings—even on Krypton, beneath the apocalyptic red sun, Kryptonians' physical abilities were greatly weakened by the red sunlight, yet every aspect of their bodies remained far stronger than the most robust humans. Most of those powerful Kryptonians could not withstand even a casual pounce from him. The Kryptonian dog opened his mouth, baring a mouthful of savage fangs.