She was as silent as the trees she stalked through, but it was not a malicious muteness in itself. It was merely a silence she found comforting over all the virtues in her life, her bland life. Devil's Goddess let her dainty skull rise from it's downward angle so her green orbs could look around slowly, feathery banner twitching slightly as those strange orbs fell upon a splash of blood, and the fallen form of a female. Kalagath was attacking this female, and Devil could not contain herself at the sight of blood; she had gained such from her brothers. The black female leapt forwards, paws smashing down upon Casey's shoulder-blades, head ripping forwards until her jaws could close upon the neck. Devil's Goddess jerked her head from side to side violently, the blood burning on her tongue, her ears pricking at the sound of muscle and flesh ripping. Her jowls were locked hard upon Casey's throat, preventing no escape, and then with a final tug, the meat of the jugular was ripped from the bitch's body. Devil let her fangs dig satisfactually into the meat before she spat it out, turning to Kalagath and dipping her head in respect.

'I'm, ah, sorry for my sudden appearance. I could not contain myself for a moment there.'

The black female turned her head towards the fleeing forms of the pups, then jerked her head towards the white form of the pup Aindreas. She could not see his face, but she expected it to be haunted, maybe even frightened. His innocence was gone; not even the kindest heart could not become somewhat ghastly by such a gruesome sight. Devil's Goddess sighed, but did not leave just yet.