A New Life

With the woman free from the cats weight, she stood back, allowing him to do what he needed to do, apparently. Did he need to kill it? No. Did he want to kill it? Yes. So he would.

The cat was already bleeding from the wounds in its neck, so it just needed a few more for the job to be done, right? As the feline turned to run, Merrick rushed it, throwing his bulk on the cats back while his teeth sank home in the side of the feline's neck. His weight brought the cat crashing to the ground and the brute jerked his head hard from side to side, tearing great rends in the feline's skin and severing a very vital artery. Blood began spewing forth with every beat of the cat's heart and soon it lay dead beneath the giant man.

Releasing his hold, Merrick stayed straddling the corpse, tongue lolling out as he caught his breath. The man's face, chest and forelegs were covered in blood, making his front half more red than purple. Tail curled high above his spine and Merrick seemed to be very pleased with himself.

"Merrick Mendacium"