Not a problem, meant to do that but totally forgot.
It could be said that Zadkiel practiced every day just about. But his practice included targets and meals to fill his belly. His practice took place in the most practical of ways, when he hunted. So perhaps it wasn't a real fight as he didn't mind attacking while under a guise, as he had so easily proven. The wounds he had inflicted had been meant to act as a hindrance rather than a kill. He only wanted to make it impossible for her to run away and not to end her life right away. He would make her beg to be freed of the prison of life. And he knew that she would beg. They all begged for death int he end and Zadkiel was benevolent enough to give them just what they asked for, what they prayed for.
He did a hack job of shaving down the female, clearing away haphazard patches from her belly. He didn't really care what ti looked like but was only making sure not to slice open the taut skin that was found there. No, he didn't want to dive into the main course right away and so he was being careful with his blade. It was once he could see the pink flesh of her belly that was stretched tight that he had finally looked up towards the female's face and was surprised to find someone else looking on. He grinned as he rubbed the woman's belly but stared up into the other male's face. "Looks like they are going to have to be cut out." Which of the two that he was speaking to wasn't made clear but that hardly mattered to Zadkiel. He would be fine with the woman begging him or tempting the other male to act. Honestly, he was curious about what the male was going to do. Was the jackal about to try to stop him or just continue on his way as if he had never seen anything happening at all.
Zadkiel refused to take his eyes off of Machidael as he placed his knives down and leaned over the woman. He made a show of squeezing her breast and licking up what milk came out, performing for the other. "Hm, you really haven't been eating properly. How do you expect to feed them with what little you are producing. No, they are going to have to be given to someone else." He was most certainly speaking to the mutt this time but his attention remained on his uninvited audience instead. He ignored the woman's pleas to just be left alone and not harmed, not paying any attention to what she was saying. No, he was going over what he could possibly do to force the stranger into action. If this was his woman and his off spring then certainly he would wish to save them, right?
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