The sunlight burns my flesh as I skirt the treeline, trying to stay in the shadows. Most seek the warmth of the sun but I despise it. The smell of water taunts me and I wrinkle up my nose at the odor but when a shadow passes by, my eyes twinkle with hunger. Now that's what I'm talking about.
I follow the straggler as he toes the edge of the water, looking for a good place to drink. He seems picky, sniffing at the water here and there, looking for the perfect place. The male isn't overly large. He's wider than me but not taller. Still, he looks matured. Finally he picks a place to drink and I move in, my paws silent as the wind. I wait until he dips his head down, comfortable enough with his surroundings to let his guard down. Ducking low, I go straight for the throat but the male notices my swift approach at the last minute and he backs out of my grasp.
I don't back down, not giving him time to recover. Rearing up, I grab at his shoulders to hold him fast while I bite down at the top of his neck. Grabbing a hold of his scruff, I shake vigorously, puncturing the skin. My eyes flash as the first taste of blood reaches my tongue and then my control shakes. The male shakes me off and bites at my face. He catches onto my cheek as I jerk back, ripping the flesh. I lick my lips, tasting my own blood now as I dive in for his chest. He moves to the side, giving me a bite at his shoulder instead. I grab on tight and shake, my chest rumbling in satisfaction at the taste of blood.
The male takes that moment to grab the top of my scruff and he shakes, trying to get me off but instead it just makes me angry. Letting go of his shoulder, I duck under his fore leg and push up, lifting him off of his front feet. He snaps at the air and gets a loose bite on my ear, ripping the tip as he stumbles back. I come at him again, rearing up and he rears up to meet me. We wrap our legs around each other in a fighter's embrace as our teeth snap at each other's faces. He rakes his teeth across my snout and I dive low, biting at his lower jaw.
Then the moment happens. The male goes for my already ripped ear, aiming to do more damage so I feint as if to go up too and then I dive low, his jugular right in sight. My fangs tighten down and the blood starts flowing. The male panicks, his fore legs scrabbling at me, trying to push me away but he starts choking on his own blood within seconds. I bite down harder as he falls off to the side. I follow his fall, my teeth never leaving his throat. Finally he hits the ground and lies still, his eyes blinking once more before falling closed for good.
Now that he's gone, I start dragging, not wanting to enjoy this while the sunlight burns at my flesh. I notice a cavern up ahead so I drag him toward it, trying to keep my mouth over his throat to keep the valuable blood from spilling on the ground. When the darkness envelopes me, it feels like coming home. I drag him over to a dark corner before releasing him, licking my lips as the blood runs down my jaw.
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so just bite me baby
and drink all my blood
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