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And I'll see you around...[aw]
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ooc: Good job all!
The end…oh the sweet end was nigh for this lumbering fool, gasping for breath as tooth and claw rend flesh from muscle and spilled boiling essence upon the frigid ground. A bubbling spring of rubies was made from the cavity dug into its breast and with a final gasp, fangs of the ginger male latched onto its neck and it was stilled, accepting the inevitable. It death sealed, it form subdued. And it was in this instance that she struck. She dropped from the elk’s chest and darted around for its front, the beast, so wounded could only bellow its dying breath to the herd watching in wonder. Their calls reaching out in mourning for their fallen comrade….and the demons’ meal. Powerful jaws sprang for the throat, the driving momentum shook the flesh beneath its jaws as she clamped down tightly, squeezing with iron force until there was the snap of the windpipe, and a blood reward was her prize. Exquisite. Zynex ripped her muzzle from the beast, carrying with it a mouthful of flesh and gore sweet to the tongue and still warm with the heat of the struggle. A sensual shiver coursed the length of her spine.
She sauntered left as the elk was crippled down to its knees and effectively to its side with belly exposed and ready for the slaughter. Her mouth already filled, she inched from the quarry, excitement in her eyes as she waited for either of the two to have their way with the kill before she was inclined to fill her stomach. There would certainly be enough for the trio, a just reward for well placed teamwork and effort. It was much better than a solitary kill of a gimpy fawn.
The russet gobbled her portion without shame, wagging her tail in mirth from the delicacy that was the Valley’s prey. As tradition of her prior family entailed, she lifted her muzzle to the air and raised a victorious cry to the misted sky. This fallen meat was they own, and their efforts were about to be rewarded.
Word Count: 346
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