Ouroboros Spine if you scratch my back

poor Syn lol

His fangs met her muzzle, broke the skin and drew blood. She squealed. The rabbit dropped. He stomped a paw on top of his prey, ears thrust forward, tail erect, and he stared at her. She was not so smart and yet smart enough to cower, her tail between her legs. His deafening snarling ebbed into a low growl. For a few moments he towered over her, then he gathered the rabbit and stepped away as she babbled. Kodiak lay the rabbit on the ground, behind him, as he turned to face her again. Only because she was a packmate, however low on the totem pole, did he force his aggression to fade. He was a young wolf who aspired to lead, and a leader would not tear his packmates apart. He would teach them.

"Don't steal prey." He said firmly. "You'll be fine. Stop babbling." He eyed her coolly. She was a strange, weak thing.