I can tell that his body wants to struggle and wants to live, but his ability to fight is obviously...well, pathetic. He had not learned how to even defend himself as an adult? He did try to pull back some but it only caused my crushing to turn into some tearing with how tight my jaws are around his neck. It is then I taste the liquid of life...the liquid of his blood on my tongue but it does not stop me.

I hear him gurgle out no, and the sound causes me to finally growl slightly in the silence. Fine, I will let him hear my sweet voice before he dies- even though it will be but an obstructed hiss from his flesh and blood in my mouth. ”But yes,” I hiss softly through his blood soaked fur as he stiffens and I start to feel the life drain from him.

His body starts to go limp and I gently let him down to the ground, not letting up on his neck until I am sure the life had fled from his body. I then let him down and let him out of my jaws as I look down upon his form, a smirk crawling onto my features. I tilt my head as I look him over, figuring out the presents I will bring back to Thorne. I can’t take too much back with me, and I don’t want to spend forever either. I end up taking the ears and tail, and loping back to Iromar, knowing Thorne will be quite pleased with my little presents.