You've Gotta Be Kitten Me
Malalia
05-30-2020, 09:48 PM
Dropping the buck to its knees had been all they needed. Only a few, weightless heartbeats passed, Mal half-suspended in the air, before the gray woman came crashing down on the buck's spine, bringing the whole of the animal to the dirt. Yes! Mal threw out her hindlegs as she landed, and widened her stance as she sunk her teeth more firmly into the deer's right foreleg. Her own forepaw slammed over its left, preventing it from lashing out, and further cutting off their quarry's escape. It bucked and brayed, but between Resin's weight and her own grip on its forelegs, the deer had not much to worry about. The whole ordeal would be over very, very soon.
In a matter of moments, Resin's teeth found purchase in the soft flesh of the deer's throat. A coppery tang bloomed in the air, and the buck jerked wildly, it's one last-ditch attempt to flee, even as the life literally flowed out of it. Still, she and her mentor held fast, and its movements slowly, slowly stilled. Malalia felt the weight of the dead deer's head fall onto her shoulder, and she tentatively lifted her fangs from the leg, licking her jaws as she pulled backwards.
She wasn't usually one to get sentimental over her meal. They had given the buck a quick death and secured a meal and a pelt in turn. Her tail thumped in satisfaction as she took a moment to catch her breath.