Grampa Dall
09-26-2022, 10:52 PM
Kichi waits, not patiently but he waits. He can hear claws and hooves hitting stone and ice as they get closer. Then they are in sight and only a moment later Kichi launches himself forward, intercepting the sheep. Kichi’s jaws grasp into the animal’s throat, a front leg wrapping over the neck to help use its own momentum to pull it down.
Thanks to Terra chasing it right to him the game was completely rigged and the sheep falls over, blood already pooling out of its throat where Kichi bit it. The wolf takes several more quick bites, the pool of blood quickly growing around it.
The legs had kicked for a bit, and fear had shown in its eyes but with each passing moment, the signs of life faded. Food was served.