Redtail Rise Then she'll carelessly cut you

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Together, they could have ended the lesser canid's life right there on the spot. But he wanted it petrified. To screech, squirm and fade in agony. The Redtails had to take out their un-satiated lust for revenge on someone. This coyote had been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Beneath his polished teeth, he heard the bony crack he had been looking for. Felt the spine crumble under his hold. Out of luck or due to the low position down the column, death was not instantaneous. Fate chose to render the coyote paralyzed from the waist down.

Blood dripping from the small gashes on his cheek, he stepped over their prone body. Lips lifted in a snarl. Red eyes locked with wild brown ones. Never moving while he lowered his muzzle down and savagely, painstakingly began to unzip their underside. He hissed once, an inquisitive sound meant for Lilia. 

He would harvest them. Collect the bloodied trophies. A glaring reminder that the Redtail wolves were not to be crossed.