The Poltergeist

Even as he thrashed his head, Sephiran could vaguely see the flash of cyan in his peripheral vision, as Aurelia limped away to safety. Whether it was from him or just the cougar, didn’t matter. What did anger him more, was the realization that she was going to get away again. Another snarl erupted from his jaws, the guttural sound muffled by the fur and flesh he was tearing through. He was tempted to release the cougar and turn his attention back on his toy, but he knew it would be a waste, because the cat would just turn and attack one of them again.

So he kept pushing forward, shaking his head to and fro as he held the cougar by the side of it’s neck. It was slowly growing weaker, but its claws kept slashing at him, tearing into his skin as it tried to claw its way out of his grasp. It wasn’t until a paw slapped him across the face, dangerously close to his eyes that he was forced to let go. But given the length of his fangs, once he removed them arterial blood free-flowed from the puncture marks, which indicated the inevitable end of the cougar's life.

Upon his release, the cougar scrambled away from him with a shrilling scream. Sephiran lunged after it, chasing it into the underbrush, intent on finishing what he had started... and determined to make the cougar pay with its life.

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