This is my first post in this sub, and I am brand new to creative writing. Go easy on me!

“Crikey! It’s a hellhound!” Irwin exclaimed. “Now that thing has some really strong jaws. They’re really made for tearing the flesh off of their prey really easily.”

As Irwin and his expedition moved on, they found a pack of hellhounds ravaging a condemned soul.

“It’s a whole pack of ‘em!” Irwin said excitedly. “Look at those beauties just tear into that poor soul! Just amazing. Let’s get in there for a closer look.”

Irwin and his party moved in for a closer look when out of nowhere a hellhound came up from behind.

“I’ll take care of this one, mates!” Irwin shouted as he jumped on the lone hellhound’s back.

The hellhound was thrashing and jumping around trying to shake Irwin off.

“Look at the size of the chompers on this ‘ole girl!” Irwin exclaimed as he used one hand to pull back a cheek of the hellhound.

The hellhound was finally able to shake Irwin free. Irwin was thrust into the air and on his way down the hellhound snatched him out of the air. Before Irwin’s crew could even react, the hellhound ran off to the rest of the pack with Irwin screaming for his life in the jaws of his attacker.

“Don’t let them tear me to shreds, mates! You’ve got to do something!” Irwin pleaded as the pack of bloodthirsty hellhounds closed in on him.

In that instant an angel swooped down and dragged Irwin from the depths of Hell.

"What did we warn you about, Steve?" the angel asked him condescendingly.