to make your point

Chimera · 05-17-2020, 01:52 PM

Beneath him, his sister struggled. The struggling and squirming girl excited the boy. She wiggled about and he couldn't help himself. Claws sunk into her shoulders and he leaned down quickly, aiming to place a bite between her shoulder and neck. She was his prey. His struggling, frightened prey. Chimera clamped his teeth down hard, the pupil in his pink eye pinning with excitement. He didn't draw blood, but, had he not regained his senses, he very well could have.

The boy stepped back from his sister, tongue flicking over his teeth and lips. What was that feeling? That sweet pull of excitement and ecstasy? It felt so good that Chimera didn't quite know what to do with himself. He stared at the small, squirming ball of light that was his sister, his mouth agape. No doubt he looked as shocked as he felt. The boy wanted to bite her again. He wanted to bite something living. The thought of once again feeling the resistance of soft, warm flesh against his teeth send a shudder through him. He didn't understand it one bit, but he wanted oh so badly for it to happen again.

Turning tail, Chimera ran as quickly as he could away from his sister. He left her there alone in the woods and scurried through the trees, paws and claws scrambling over leaves and rocks. He was going to get into trouble for this, he knew. Did he care? Not one bit. What he did care about was trying to understand what had happened back there. To do that, he needed to bite something else. Or someone else.

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