Redtail Rise Natural Born Killers

The rabbit was almost dead. Sky dug his claws into it where he was holding it to add to the bleeding and soon it twitched once or twice more, before lying still. Panting from the effort of holding the writing creature in place, the young boy released it from his grip and moved off of the bloodied prey. It was barely recognizable as once being a rabbit, but regardless, he was proud.