Sleepy Fox Hollow [BWP P5 Prey Opportunity] kujira

nyx' rawboned form swept close; he found delight in her swift kill, and hunger raged in his breast. "nyx," the general rumbled, lowering broad muzzle to nudge the cooling ear of the boar, "it is unfit." lips trembled; he refused to let the woman see his frustration, his rage.
the swine's blood burned the back of his throat, but there was no fear in mahler, only a despair beginning to spread its death's-head grin along the edge of his awareness. "ve should ... bury it."