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Hannibal watched as Eulgoy dismantled the Boar. His belly rumbled and jaws salivated. It seemed the small babe was rather good at what she did and he was glad Eulogy did not need much training. So far the two servants Erovrare had were already submissive to the point in which they hadn't need to worry. Eulogy had enough eyes on her that if she attempted to run it would be her own demise. Tyranis would have her killed and Hannibal would execute it with ease. For her own sake the albino devil hoped she remained well behaved. The male was no murderer nor was he some cruel psycho. He took no joy into ending the life of another but if it had to be done then so be it. He lacked sympathy in that way and for anyone that crossed him it meant bad news.

As the Boar's severed leg was placed between his paws the male began to rip at the flesh. Hannibal was careful to not disturb the sleeping pups but did not hesitate to devour the flesh of the dead animal. Involuntary growls bubbled from his chest as he continued his feast. After a minute or two he spared a glance towards Eulogy was was picking at the left overs. "Have you had pups before?" Upon their first meeting the brown babe spoke of being a breeding bitch. Who knows if she ever actually conceived offspring? That could just mean her slavers used her for pleasure and that could easily lead to offspring. Hannibal had not thought of breeding with his servant. His paws were currently full with Thys and the pups. Obviously with his lusty gaze he could not deny a carnal desire but he was also not very picky.

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