With Ease

Basilisk let out an excited howl at the chase, unable to help himself really. He grinned, tongue lolling free as they herded the pigs towards the pit. He saw the way Pitch increased their fear the closer they got, until there was nothing but fear in them as they reached the pit, and toppled in. two pigs, perfect.

Basilisk slammed on the brakes, slowing himself down as much as he could before he hid the pit. Unable to stop himself completely, he used his momentum to leap into the pit. Careful not to break his own legs on the flailing pigs as he stopped over the one Pitch hadn’t gone for, and snapped his elongated fangs over its neck. Stilling its frantic struggle.

"Speech"