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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I feel my muscles cord up with tension , can almost hear them creak in the strain. Lumbering over I lean in close, he seems on the verge of passing out face white as paste and he flinches as my breath smacks him in the face. I reach down and shove a claw into his right leg, that gets his blood flowing again and his scream intoxifies me, I snap my teeth into his shoulder and fling him against the wall. He hit the floor and I leap upon him, sinking in my claws, locking his corpse beneath me. Lashing at him with my paws I dig into his chest tearing away the flesh and snapping the ribs like twigs……. I pause… to watch the heart throb and convulse. Blood dripping from my now matted fur I begin by biting off his right arm then grabbing hold of the wrist I tear off the bicep with my jaws mashing it with my molars, and as it slides down my throat, Always watching his expression, I shiver. With heart rate speeding I rip away the chunky part of the right thigh, pin it to the floor then devour it resting my torso upon his. I eat into the left leg hunkering down, guarding my prey, there is so much blood I can feel the hair on my snout weighed down like when you walk in a heavy rain. I stop long after the heart became still, push my bloated body off the remains and lope away, almost drunkenly. And if there was some one there, they’d see the grin of satisfaction upon my face, and me licking the juicy chunks from my snout as I depart.
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