Noctisardor Bypass stergeda

the longer she stared at the dead cat, the greater her hunger and fury became. praimfaya had once left for this reason, a cat. and though heda no longer remembered her face or the sound of her voice, the seed of rejection inside her had been nurtured over the years quite badly.
she reached up for the dangling body, movements ginger; heda glanced back down at ava.
"stand back, all right?" she began to tug on bone and bough, hoping to rattle it down, the lingering musk of feline pricking her hackles.