Blood Drive

Pyralis worked her way backwards with the coyote in her jaws when a voice called out. She smirked but found she could not make a sassy retort with her mouth full of coyote. What a conundrum. The creature was still flailing, it's forepaws striking her chest but it had grown much weaker and was soon hanging limp. She dropped the coyote then quickly pounced on it and pinned the little beast in case it revived. She looked up at the older, distinguished looking gentleman and licked her lips.

"Oh, not to worry, I had something else in mind…. fun."

She frowned a bit though and poked at the coyote which had passed out. "Granted I was hoping for more of a fight but she was never my main objective. Say, would a handsome gentleman like yourself be interested in joining me for a rousing game of coyote ball?"