I wanna be like you-u-u

Through the frenzied squeaking Deus could somewhat hear what his uncle was saying, though the step of putting it on the ground took a heck of a lot more work then it sounded. While Deus expected the squirrel to simply hang from his mouth, it kicked and flailed and scratched the entire time he held it. His head bowed to the ground and mentally he encouraged the squirrel to stop freaking out and just stay still, but instead the critter bounced it's paws from earth to his nose still doing it's best to escape it's impending death. Each time Deus swatted a paw upon it he missed; it was hard to see when your nose was practically in the dirt and an animal the size of your muzzle was fighting your snout for dear life.

Eventually he managed one paw upon the flailing torso and then another. He thought hard, concentrating every effort upon his muscles until finally he released the tail from his jaws and shot his head forward to bite instead upon the critter's skull. It squeaked painfully and Deus startled, released his jaws once more, and then repositioned towards its neck where he bit down as hard as he could until it stopped squirming.

After a few quiet moments he stepped off the squirrel, staring it down in case it somehow managed to come back to life between his paws. When it remained silent, the pup flopped onto the ground beside it with a huff, rolled onto his back, and slapped his head onto the ground. "That was so hard." He insisted, his paws dramatically splaying in the air and then onto the ground on either side of him. "I don't think I have any energy left to eat him."

"Speech"