Blackfeather Woods Death of a Bachelor(ette)

The vulpine would most definitely die in a matter of seconds with all of this abuse around it. Mysterious indigo eyes watched as his packmates started tearing more body parts from the filthy creature. That was not the way he rolled. Instead of being a follower, he continued to tear at it's body. The more he ripped, the more violent he became. He tugs becoming fierce yanks, wanting more of the cries.