-- LOL SHH, you're not supposed to tell me that! XD
Machidael is by me!
It was the whining and the stink of fear that had drawn him, and now it was what held him in place. He watched with apparent interest, though his chestnut-colored face did not seem particularly emotive. There was only a predatory glint of curiosity in his cherry-hued eyes. Machidael did not understand this process of shaving; he had seen such things before only in the cases of illness. The woman did not smell ill, but perhaps the tawny wolf was a doctor and he knew best. Perhaps it was the best way to rid oneself of mites or fleas, after all. His only response to the tawny-gold wolf's words was a slight tilt of his head and a vague nod, more agreement than approval. The woman was not his prey, but the coal-accented male's to do as he wished with.
The jackal made a strange huffing sound in his throat at the wolf's tasting of the woman and his proclamation about her diet. It was almost a laugh, and now his golden tooth glinted against his dark lips and red-brown fur. His eyes left the obscenely pink stomach and traced up and down the woman's body, wriggling and writhing as it was. Her bloodied legs and feet were not moving quite so well as her arms, but Machidael did not interfere, either to help restrain the woman or free her. He was the observer, as he'd been with Halaki and Twensu at first. Cut, he suggested suddenly. He wanted to see.
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