The doe struggles under his grasp as his teeth dig into the side of her muzzle, he can feel the blood already coating his throat and he digs in deep feeling the pain in his jaws as he strains to puncture the rest of the way through to rip and tear the flesh, his muscles ache all over but more so in his shoulder where the angel had left her mark, it would heal and the fur would grow back to hide it but even now the strain of it all was wearing on him faster than the hidden female had judged.

Her suprise attack catches both him and the doe off guard and he snarls bloid and saliva foam around his mouth as he feels the added weight drop the wide eyed doe to the ground, he loses his grip o her nose but darts for her throat to give the final blow and rips the flesh from the tender area quickly.

As the struggle stops he stands there sides heaving and breath coming in slight gasps but he stands his ground hackles raised and a paw placed upon the doe’s shoulder as he stares down with those matte black eyes, after a few moments of heightened silence between the two he takes a step back and lets the flesh of the throat to drop to the ground and rips it into smaller peices before ingesting it, "you may eat of the doe, but a warning. Those that take from a gods meal are forever bound to him."