Rising Sun Valley Dread Hunger

Her head was yanked from her neck and into the eyes of some blight-faced snarl. The silence fragmented with a reflexive shriek so loud she’d startled herself. She had no time to process what was happening.Her body responded automatically, snapping the hare in place. A deadlock. Even as everything in her mind recoiled from the heat of this too-near thief. She matched their warning with a growl of her own, raw in her throat as it shook up her chest and into her teeth. Between cursory tugs she’d fix them in her sight.

Just a boy. Young. The familiar look of desperation in his eye. On any other day, she might have been him.

But the wild made enemies of neighbors, and tonight she was the master of a kill. She saw nothing apart from his garish display of fang, but decided her need was greater. She adjusted her grip with a violent pull of hock, making louder her growl for good measure.

“Fwuck owff!” Drew the threat, mangled between pieces of bloodied hare.