i ate his liver

Lecter paced, hackles raised into bloodied spikes, and icewater eyes narrowed as at last the usurper came into view, flanked by brute strength. She was hale, dark, with a biting tongue. "Are these your lovers?" he inquired gently, an eerie counterpoint of calm to an otherwise heated situation. "We are ... disinterested in turning our lands into a harem." Lecter's eyes danced madly.

He turned his attention to Cara, and to Kaname. This was not his conflict, his fight; this belonged to the new queen. However, Lecter would happily sacrifice herself upon the altar of an equal fight if the bitch brought her henchmen to heel.

The shaman turned his back, circling 'round to flank Cara. A confident chuff gave her unbridled access to the situation; he would not interfere, nor would he speak again, unless it was warranted. Training his cold glare upon the dark wench, the madman waited, tail flung proudly over the base of his spine.

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