Greatwater Lake leg bones

Ermagerd, I keep posting these as Aktaie.

Too late did the alarm bells ring in his quarry's head; his grin had widened as the realization appeared to wash over the dark female. It would be over soon for her, and he might have made shushing and soothing sounds to her if he weren't so intent on tearing away her flesh. He launched his attack as she turned, his jaws closing around her tail with bone-crushing force.

After all, they were wolves, meant to break the necks of buffalo and other ungulates. A tail was nothing.

Adrenaline must have pumped through her veins, for the female turned and made an odd noise at him instead of screaming in pain. If it was meant to scare him off, Dapper took no notice. Blood— her blood— was beginning to fill his mouth. He almost purred as is began to flow down his throat. As she attempted, then, to bat him away, his grey eyes moved over her face. Wickedly, he ground his teeth together, intending to inflict pain before he would eventually tear it from her body.

And then, he thought, he would start tearing away her limbs.