sometimes quiet is violent

Not to worry. There we go shall we?

Burke slowly grinned into that wicked smile once more at her reply. He could always try after all. Only the male rather not have his cock bitten off. He liked his member fully intact and functioning, thank you very much. "So much for your last words. How elegant." With those words Burke lunged forward without mercy. The large grey actually found himself merciful. He could torture the female for days instead of this quick death. So for Burke this was being nice.

His jaws clamped around her neck, his teeth sinking though her soft skin. Burke's iron grip wouldn't let go as he held her against the bark of the tree she cowardly hid after. His finally blow that would make her go into forever sleep. Burke was grinning at the taste of blood. She stole from the caches? Well now he would drag her on top of the stored meat. He wondered how his packmates would react to have dog on their plate for dinner.