Over Cooked

Taunting while he tortured, Cifarelli made sure to instill terror in the father coyote, all the way up until its last moments. Rhazien continued to hold it down, shifting his weight into its shoulders as it squirmed in protest beneath him. "Nice and slow now- make them really feel it." Encouraging him to continue was all Rhazien needed to do. He had to admit, he was impressed by the boy's creativity- creating an artwork if you will, with the dismembered parts of the pups. Rhazien cocked his head to the side, admiring the sculpture and all its glory. It reminded him of a bug he had seen. One with a large head, which the boy used a pup's to represent… and a long body, which Cifarelli used an array of parts to construct…. And plenty of legs, which Cifarelli had an abundance of, seeing he had amputated them all from the tiny bodies. So sick and twisted!

One last taunt, and Cifarelli was ready to commit his final act- slaughtering the father. “He may not have any business to mind, Cifarelli-” The smirk on his face was unwavering, as he loosened the pressure at his paws and stepped back to let the coyote up. "-not when you're done with him." It immediately lunged for Cifarelli, in which Rhazien wouldn’t intervene. He had no doubt the boy could finish the kill on his own.  

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