Uh, well.... I don't know why I wrote this and I pretty much hate it from the bottom of my bottomless heart. I dunno, I was just randomly punching the keys and KABOOM! This happened

      Glistening gray pelt, piercing eyes, fangs bearing against his black lips
        He stood on the hill, wind rippling through his fur, and looked down at the wrenched beings below him
      “Savages!â€� he bellowed at them with his human lips. Then more came up behind him, muzzles held high 
Some scarred and grey some youthful and proud. “You no longer deserve to look us in the eye�
   He dug his claws into the marsh. Rain pelted them harshly yet they all stood unwilling to move
First he howled then they followed, awaking the night. He the one, who led them, strode closer to the one-blooded.
The one-blooded held his gun pressed to his chest. His dull teeth were clicking against one another.
  “From this night on, your nights will be slumber less and our shadows will be numberlessâ€�
    They whiffed the air to smell one-blooded fear. They barked a laugh at their triumph.
     The armed one raised his gun “In the name of Jesus Christ I banish you to the devil that created youâ€�
He just laughed more and calmly whispered “It’s not the devil that created us. Its god�
        “A foul creature like you can not be created by someone as heavenly as godâ€� the man protested.
“I…� He looked behind him at his proud companions. “We� He corrected himself. “Could say no less but the same about you.�
   The one-blooded were offended. Their nostrils flared. The men gripped the guns tighter and the women protested even louder. “We are not the same as you! We are gifts from the heavens! We are angles without wings!â€� A blond haired woman bellowed. “I am cupid without her arrows!â€� she gestured to herself. “He is Zeus without his thunder bolts.â€� She pointed to the man in front of her.
  “Don’t dare compare yourselves to gods! For you are no less but the Devils goats!â€� He snapped. “Who is to prove me wrong?â€� They fell silent. “We are Zeus’s hounds! We run at his will we breathe at his command.â€�
“I for one.� A young man-child spoke. “Say we are no different. You are us but with fur and fangs. We are you without claws and tails. Who is to prove ME wrong?�
He who spoke first unsheathed his claws and lunged at the child who stood behind a burning fire.
  She tripped backwards with Him on top. He snapped his teeth and growled. Without fear the man-child began to stoke his soft ear. She sang a prayer. All eyes turned soft. Even his.
    “God made us all the same.â€� She whispered. “Its only appearances we blame.â€�