Wild Berry Meadow no man will hurl me down to Death, against my fate

Positive. With that said, the woman prepared for their journey - and there it was. Eyes wide with excitement, maw lathered in thick ooze. It was the time now that her back was turned, more so than any time tht would come. He couldn't be certain she was bringing him home. Quietly his pace quicked just barely to inch close enough. Hackles raised, tail lashing behind him, desperate to keep his balance as he aimed a quick and terrible bite to the female's neck from behind. Hoping to cruch her neck enough to silence any words from screaming out.

With his height advantage, and weight, even if she managed to keep an eye on him and avoid the final blow - he wouldn't let this go to waste. Bearing down with his weight, he attempted to crush her beneath him. Pin the woman down under his mass to stop her fro running. He had never tasted the tender flesh of a nursing mother... did it change the flavour of the meat? Was she more deliciously fatty from feeding herself to be able to bare the children... even if it was vile from all nutrients going toward spawn she created, he was famished to find out.