Break me off a peice of that kit kat bar

The roar of the jaguar alerted him that they were nearby before he saw them. He knew they were on this island, he could smell their territory markers almost everywhere around... but he was hoping he'd be able to grab a meal and get out before he made contact with him. Normally, the brute would have left those sounds immediately- taking into consideration where he had heard them so that he might avoid them, but there was another scent on this island he had come across that made him worry.

A wolf cub.

He'd stumbled across the pup's glass bottle collection some time ago and wondered what the youth was doing out here alone. He'd grown up alone, and that wasn't something he would wish on anyone- how was he surviving? Dominus had been lucky in his scavenging, but there were times that he could recall when his stomach threatened to devour him whole if he didn't feed it. It might not have been his business, but still.. he felt the need to check up on the kid regardless. The roar of the jaguar only made that need stronger.

He raced through the jungle of the island, his impish ears completely upright and hungry for another other sounds to guide him. None came, but the scent of the jaguars now lingered thick enough in the air that he didn't need sounds. He slowed down his running, trying his best to quiet his approach as he gauged what sort of damage that cats might have already done. Unfortunately, he could smell the pup... so he knew he was here somewhere, too.

The child was bigger than he had anticipated, which gave him hope.. but not in the face of two jaguars. Without thinking much about the damage that could be done to him (reckless, as always) he jumped right on to the closest jaguars back- the female. He aimed to use his weight to stun her while his head moved up past her right shoulder, teeth grasping for any sort of flesh of her neck. He used his talons to rake through her fur and force his way up as those jaws greedily snapped the air, waiting to make a hit-- finally, he was close enough that they did and the jaguar was now in the dirt underneath him, heavily bleeding from her throat. This jaguar was done for, but the other one.... was likely pissed about what had just happened to his mate.

Dominus felt the sting of claws on his hips as the other jaguar desperately tried to save its mate. Dominus knew the wound he had created in her neck was fatal, only able to accomplish something so quickly due to his ambushed approach.. but the male jaguar would be a struggle to defeat in battle. The sting of his claws made Dominus growl out, but he tolerated the pain long enough to thrash a few times on the female's throat.. hoping to break away more flesh from that artery and allow her to bleed out quickly. She was already weakening by the time he had to let go and pay attention finally to the claws assaulting his hips.

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