Breath

In the air, dank mist rise to great, while gleaming, white teeth are gnashed. Roots seem to stretch to meet with small, outstretched fingers. Her heart raced, a loud pounding, throb echoing in her chest. The growls rumbled low. Three circled around. Two ready to spring. One, ears laid back. The Devil's Six. Her body shook, small tremors coursing through her blood, her muscles spasm to stay in control. Lungs contract, expand. Inhale. Exhale. Frozen. Sweat dripped down her face. She closed her eyes as the Leader lept. Collar, shoulder, neck on fire, her arm ripped, a chilling scream. chest split, teeth sank. Blood pours, life's blood spent. Gone. Gone from the reach of others, to be devoured by the Leader and his mate. Relished and savored, to fill the circle of life in an endless cycle, Tastes fulfilled.