03-22-2011, 02:38 AM
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He didn’t smell dead. The flesh, though thin, smelled fresh. Somewhere, the heart still beat steadily, locked within its cage of narrow bone. He could count every rib exposed in the animal’s side if he so chose. But there was no time for deeper contemplation as life stirred rather suddenly within the corpse-like frame.
The head snapped up and the jaws closed before his face, but Samael’s reflexes were on point, causing him to jerk violently back before teeth could graze his flesh. He snarled, lunging forward as though clip his teeth anywhere and everywhere possible on the coyote’s muzzle in return.