Hushed Willows Hunger turns even the kindest of hearts

I do insist to do it myself, we little ones have to stick together... Trick mumbled clear and loud enough for them to hear. He looked at the deceased girl, once happily trotting along, teaching about poisons... Perhaps she had been nice, even though her and Trick didn't get along. After all, she was still a true marauder, and that bond between them would last even after death. The bond of the marauders, he found, was stronger than any mateship or marriage. Perhaps it was even stronger than family. They never did fully finish their game...

Then, he sunk his sharp, clean and white teeth into his own packmate's flesh, the familiar taste of blood filling his hungry mouth. He ripped off a nice piece for Teagan, the only male above him, that he thought the foxy male would like. It were mostly muscles, personally Trick's favorite, but he'd do almost anything to satisfy his gay lover. for himself, he ripped off another piece of muscles, though it was smaller than Teagan's piece. He found that, because he was smaller and needed less to get by on, he didn't need to take more.

And, for satisfactory reasons, he tried to bite off her tail. Perhaps he could use a nice tail in the Herb Cave. Besides, it looked quite pretty, even though it was from Kunik. He heard the faint mumble of Stark, but didn't pay it much attention. He also saw that, as he looked up a bit, Nova Rose was busy with the innards of her own teacher. Trick let her, seeing no reason why she would not be allowed to do it.