my name is death [M]

-adds a mature tag to warn of gory content, just in case-

The last was shared between the two of them. Him with his teeth around its head. Her tugging from the other end. Though dead already, now it was sheared in two, as if cut apart by unknown hands while its intestines hung between them, glistening in the moonlight. This was not the tempered endings of a hunt, this was downright savagery. This, he knew as the blood lingered, drizzling across his muzzle as he neared his mate and stole a bloody kiss.

They were not done here, he knew. They'd destroyed this one body, but there were others if they wished to continue this play. Perhaps...

A wicked gleam stole to his eye as he pulled the string of intestines from the corpse they'd shared. Nearing her, he ignored their audience of scavenger eyes as he draped the gore around her neck. A boa of macabre hues.

She was not the easiest wolf upon the eyes, but in this she was absolutely lovely. This was her element. This mirror of shadow with the perfume of blood. In this she was... irresistible.

Still high from the thralls of war he padded towards her, intent within his eyes as he sought to consummate their victory.