Je suis une enfant du monde

With a jerk of her body, she tore back, catching the coyote's nose in her teeth, shredding the dark-felt appendage, leaving its muzzle a noseless waterfall of blood; the coyote screamed, scrambling back as Auriga charged towards it. This was a game. This was fun. It didn't last long, though. Half-mad with fear, the coyote fell over itself, presenting its belly-- and Auriga dove her head down, tearing open its abdomen and yanking out a glistening strand of intestine, shaking the organ in her teeth, flinging blood over them as she shook it like a goddamn ragdoll, like a toy. She didn't bother to kill the coyote. Not when another one ran at her and latched its teeth onto her rear end, resulting in Auriga turning around to headbutt it.

"Take one alive, would you? I've... an idea." It ... didn't sound like a pleasant idea, as Auriga bulled over the coyote she now faced and placed her paws on its neck, watching it struggle for air.