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Manea watched Alastor as he lunged for one of the remaining sheep and could only think to herself how happy she was to call him hers. She had a grand time watching him paint the cliff red as his teeth shredded though the muscles on the sheep's leg, bringing it down before ripping its throat out and lifting his head with a flow of crimson streaming from his jaws. He hunted and killed with such fever that it was just delightful to watch - though she paid more attention to the ripple of his muscles under his dark coat then the kill itself. He was so delightful and distracting in fact that the last ewe of the bunch very nearly got away. A wide grin crossed her face, laughing as she muttered, "Oh no you don't..." be for lunging forward to catch their would be escapee.

Her jaws latched on to the sheep's hind leg and jerked it back onto the cliff, tossing the animal to the ground next to its friend and stomping her large paw into its neck, her claws slicing and cutting straight down through its throat. It struggled with strangled bleats for a moment more before she gripped its neck near the base of its skull and snapped its spine with a hard crunch and twist of her head. She lifted her head and turned to look at her demon with a hungry, fiery look that said that all thoughts of the dead sheep scattered around them were gone and she had her sights set on a different kind of hunt. "Well done, my darling," she purred with a grin, stepping over one of the sheep's corpses to get to him and press her lips hard to his, a soft growl rumbling in her chest.

Manea | Temno