Redhawk Caldera A new world for you, my friend

Their head rose like they were about to howl, but instead a visible gulp could be heard. Their fangs had sunk into the fellow, and successfully so. Whatever they could manage was ripped off, even if it was just a taste of blood, they devoured what was given. 

Delicious, they thought.

More! They wanted.

However this was not appropriate.

The face was full of bone, how can they properly feast?

And so, Monty let go.

And doing so, they would dive down with the meal.