Blackfeather Woods Death of a Bachelor(ette)

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Surging forward, a rush of hungry adrenaline coursed through her body, willing the taste of the vulpine blood on her teeth. Murderous thoughts could only contain so much of her fury, she needed more. She didn't know why they were slowing, the fox was free range for anyone who could catch it. Ultimately, she just wanted the satisfaction of tackling the foxes thin frame to the blood soaked ground. Watching Venus take the first shot at the fox made her want to snarl, her conscious bellowing for her to just finish it off herself. But she refused to snap at the girl, referencing her own thoughts, it was free kill. 

As Venus held it down, she forced her own teeth on one of it's legs, earning a yelp from the vixen. She wanted to tug on the limb, her teeth ripping through its flesh, deeper into it's bone. She wanted to hear the estrangled cries as the fox's life slowly and painfully feel from it's eyes. She would see the insides of the animal, it's blood coating the ground of the territory as it's severed body parts scattered still bleeding about the border. One everyone got their shot at it, she would have her wicked fun.