pester me gently

The boy's odd eyed expression was one of unbridled delight, cherry blossom tongue lolling from his maw as he watched his brother drag the badger from the mouth of its den as it tried to flee. Even as the beast lashed out and tore into Ghoul's cheek he couldn't help but wriggle with vicious glee. When the burly pup shook his head to and fro, the meat that was dislodged from the mustelid's thigh came away with a spray of blood that slowed to a steady stream of dark fluid spilling out onto the forest floor. As Ghoul took a step back, there were thin rivulets of sanguine streaming slowly down his cheek. He offered up the final blow, and Viscera's cheeks hurt from how broadly he was smiling. He folded up a gore speckled paw towards his chest, dipped his head low in a mock bow. "How gracious of you, brother." he drawled teasingly, a glint of mirth in his mismatched eyes.

He turned on the mortally wounded badger now, and drool pooled on his tongue. Long limbs pulled him forth at a slow, steady prowl. Tapered skull slung low between his shoulders, pearlescent fangs flashed in a malicious smirk. The badgers ineffectual, feeble snarls were hardly enough to dissuade the little mongrel from his path of destruction. It was only at the last second that he lunged forward, and set himself upon the squat little creature. Wicked talons extended, he smashed his paw broadside against the cheek of the snarling creature, rattling its skull enough to daze the animal. His talons tore through the brutalized flesh he had already assaulted, rending swollen tissues anew with the follow through of his strike. Pouncing on the beast, he shoved it roughly in the shoulder until it toppled with a weak growl. It was curtains for the poor badger. Fixing his fangs into its neck, he bit down until he tasted the metallic tang of blood. Viscous blood poured over his tongue, and he held the badger down as he pivoted. He could then set one of his deadly forepaws onto its belly and eviscerate the animal in one swift strike. The blood loss had already been slowly killing it, but the sudden spray of gore from its gut, in combination with the fatal wound to its throat did it in. Overkill, certainly, but delightfully entertaining.

As the final twitches of the fizzling faculties remaining in the brutalized body began to peter out, he lifted his crimson stained features to grin at Ghoul. "We have to do that again sometime!" he announced, slate dappled banner wagging excitedly.

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