Despite the fox's justified efforts to break free from his grasp, Ciervo's grip was strong. With a brusque head movement he dragged the raggedy animal outside, his teeth still piercing trhough the animal's bloody maw. While this would've been the perfect opportunity to let any type of guilt materialize from the depths of his heart, the dirty delinquent saw it more as a chance to put out the fox's desperate cries.
Being the opportunist he was, Ciervo took advantage of the pitiful state his opponent was in and switched his aim for the fox's maw to his throat in a quick calculating move.
Though his intentions had initially not gone beyond robbing the place, it seemed that his list of crimes would now also include an aggravated murder. The fox's helpless kicking and snarling were all in vain once Ciervo had wrapped his muzzle over the creature's trachea.
Slowly all signs of resistance and life left in the fox seeped away from his body, leaving the proud Ostrega to simply stand over the lifeless body of his victim heaving and panting while blood trickled down his maw and into the snow.
Little did the felon know that he had been observed by another wolf, who in spite of keeping himself at margin from it all, still watched the crime with silent judging eyes. Like a cat being caught in a canary's cage, coughing up the feathers, Ciervo lifted his head quickly as the scent of the man wafted into his nose.
With his teeth still stained red, Ciervo allowed his lips to draw back into a condescending smile.
Cold-blooded murder was nothing but appropiate during cold season.
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