Phantom Hollow Wanna Know How I Got These Scars? (m)

Judas flinched back. So she knew someone like him, did she? Acted as if she already knew him, that's what he got out of it. "You may know him. But you don't know me...but you will."  He circled back for a moment away from her, pondering on what he could do. He had many things in mind. Many twisted ideas, and he planned to use them all. Or at least as many as possible. He glanced back with the gut-twisting grin he had. 

"I think first, I might treat you to some pain..." He turned on her, lunging forth for one of her legs. Aiming to grip onto it, and then if he did he would throw his head side to side, pulling at it with his teeth to rip into it, through the skin and fur.