She Screamed Once, Then All Was Silent

@Raissa



Slade lay deep amongst the thorny brambles of a dying rose bush that he labled as his own throne. Nestled in the thick and thorny foliage, the dark king was content. It was until his wretched stomach decided to growl, that his satisfied mood turned down a darker path.
Damnit.
He released a growl of frustration at his normal bodily functions, and shook his fur, spraying little frosty flecks of snowflakes everywhere, though many cling on for dear life.

The black brute took a small journey of steps until he was just out of packs borders, and outside of the beautiful forest of despair, and pondered what he had a taste for.
What would give up its life to sate his hunger.