Daytripping

*Gerhardt* · 07-18-2013, 04:48 PM

Perhaps placing himself at the mercy of the bull's weight was not the wisest decision, but the King could hardly resist an untouched jugular. A smirk of satisfaction brimmed in the corners of his widely spread lips as he delved deeper into the throat of the assailant. The bull groaned in protest, but being attacked from all sides meant that he couldn't do much to prevent being injured. Gerhardt felt the beast shifting, losing his grip on reality and the earth. The hulking creature landed on his side, forcing Gerhardt to release his throat or be whiplashed down to the earth in front of him. The King tore away flesh and muscle, spitting it onto the earth as if it were some vile poison. As long as the beast was alive, hunger would have to take a back seat.

He dove in again, even as the bull thrashed, bringing his jaws shut on the same area he'd attacked before, this time with more force and fervor. Being that it was already torn open and vulnerable, it didn't take him long to deliver a bite that he was sure would end the bull in a minute or two. Blood ran through the gaps in his teeth, pooling on the ground as he finally brought his jaws away and heard the beast wail. The creature was still trying to stand, but doing so unsuccessfully given his severely injured hind limb. The King knew he was going to die, and so it was time to call off his warriors and let the beast go in peace. Be still, friends. He would understand if they didn't hear him, for there was much growling and bellowing in the air, but he himself would not pain the creature anymore - not until he was gone and could be feasted heartily upon.

Speech,

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me