Spotted Eagle Mountain windshear

"say it," shardul snarled again, clipping the air before the other's face with his eyes burning into the wolf's own. "that thou art nothing -- lower than dirt, than offal. that thou shalt be no king, especially not unto those of my kind. that thou art weak, a worm upon the underbelly of this world -- worth nothing."

if the boy did not comply, the cat would seize him up and carry him off to such tortures as he had never known, for in his heart the silver feline had tired of their black game, and now death called in sirensong from each breath the wolf drew.