cries echoed out in the dark wood, syllables and notes clashing discordantly in the rising darkness. white fangs flashed once, twice, rendering the day-old carcass split in a matter of moments, slim muzzle dipping into the vixen to tug at the entrails and splay them openly across the forest floor. there was no sadism behind the action, no desire to completely disfigure the corpse.
he ignored the entrails entirely, moving high up the abdomen as the first of them dove to perch alongside him, two, three. they moved to tear and peck at the offering he had so carefully lain out, the boldest making to perch upon the spine a mere muzzle-length from the raven, who regarded them expressionlessly with shadowed, glassy gaze. sleek black-feather head tilted, canted, gaze meeting his own. and then he was accepted and ignored as the raven strode across the carcass, moving to meet his fellows.
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and the only word there spoken was the whispered word, - by Abraxas - July 23, 2018, 09:24 AM
RE: and the only word there spoken was the whispered word, - by Stigmata - July 24, 2018, 08:39 PM