These wolves of Moladion do not know fear, for they have never met me. I am darkness. I am death. I kill when I choose, where I choose, and whoever I choose. I did not discriminate: male, female, young, or old, it didn't matter. Their blood would quench the parched soil of summer and I would feast upon their flesh. Their kidneys, their sweet, delicious kidneys, would be mine.
I moved swiftly, like pestilence as it rode through towns. It is not often I find my way out when the sun holds power, but today is an exception. An eerie gloom follows me wherever I go, causing those that are in my path to turn tail and hide before my soulless pits locked onto them. Today though, blood lust did not control me, I desired to stalk the darkness of the caves.
As I draw closer, I head the sound of fearful snarling and snapping of a prey animal, and the blood lust returns within me. I grow slightly excited, though it does not show on my face, as I enter the darkness. My soulless pits lock onto a female of black and red, much smaller and younger than I. She has cornered a bleeding and frightened badger, but that is not what has my attention, it is her.
"Don't be getting any ideas. He is mine." she snarls, baring her fangs at me and letting her hackles and tail rise. If I could feel anything, I might have felt amused by her pathetic attempts to threaten me. I simply stare at her, without blinking, my eyes so cold and empty as they nearly pierce into her soul. Her badger is of no concern to me, it is she that makes my mouth water.
I am on her in a flash, my body language having given her no sign whats so ever of attack until I sprung. I was silent until I attempted to ram my massive body into her, then I let loose a snarl that put hers to shame. My ivories attempted to grip the back of her neck, snapping her neck, or at the least ripping into her and sending her flying into one of the sharp rocks.
This unfortunate girl, so alone in this cave, just happened to meet the one who would send her to hell. She wanted to paint with blood, well lets paint with hers.
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