Moonspear here to help you kill all of the hurt that you’ve been harboring

Slavik’s nod was met with a look of bewilderment. It was so sudden and utterly confused, Slavik almost let out a snort. He had not a single clue what the look had been for, and he didn’t have time to ask or anything. It certainly threw him off guard, and made him snicker a little to himself, but luckily Arcturus had already started running so the sound of his footsteps covered up the chortles from Slavik. The sunshine boy waited until the doe was running towards him, then dashed from his hiding place straight at her.

She let out a frightened chuff, and started to alter her course, but it was too late. As her hooves scrambled at the thick, wet leaf coat, Slavik lunged for her throat. His sharp canines grabbed on tight and he pulled her down.. The elegant creature didn’t stand a chance once the large male had gotten her down, and it didn’t take long for her heart to pump its last. He did attempt to kill her quickly, as he never wanted to cause suffering, even for prey animals like the deer.

He stood above the kill and slid a blood red tongue over his blood soaked muzzle, which effectively did nothing to clean up. A grin was on his face, the thrill of the hunt pulsing through his veins. He looked to his companion to share in his excitement, but once he’d focused on Arcturus he noticed that the boy stank. His grin dulled into a shocked expression, Whoa, did you piss yourself? he asked, a little less sensitivity than he would’ve hoped.