A wild cheetah that would bite and claw if anyone wanted to restrain it?
Yes. That was probably the best way to describe Davel Clayton, and Davel didn't even try to argue even after hearing how Shirley coldly used the words to describe 'him.'
It wasn't him the manager described, and that was why he didn't bother arguing. If the manager had talked about the real him, then he would surely have said that he was a wolf, not a cheetah, but he didn't say that in the end, knowing that such clarification would only look ridiculous in front of everyone's eyes.
Why did a human suddenly say that he was a wolf? Of course, such a thing would look strange to the human's eyes, and that was why Davel swallowed his protest. All he did after hearing the manager's words were heaved a heavy sigh as he looked away from the green-haired woman.