Je suis une enfant du monde

Absinth watched with her teeth still holding the captive audience within her vice grip, tail lashing at the gory scene ahead of her. She saw the kick- the blood absolutely pouring from the face, or what was once a face, of a coyote. Poor thing got so shell-shocked, so full of primal fear that it tripped and all at once the other female gutted the thing. But it laid on the ground, legs moving- twitching as it could not comprehend what had happened to it. Its eyes were wild and growing ever dull; gurgles coming from its maw as it was forgotten about in favor of another target.

The monochromatic fae chuckled through her teeth, slamming her captive down as circling it as it struggled for breath- to which Absinth lowered her muzzle to its throat and took it into her jaws; a loud snapping noise echoing in the clearing. Just as she was going to raise her head and check on her acquaintance the last standing coyote struck her. It got hold of the scruff of her neck, trying to rip furiously into her for revenge. Absinth growled in anger, her lips peeling back with a vicious snarl. “Parasite.” She craned her head and with jaws splayed she came down on the little beast with full force, pulling it off of herself in the process.

But now she had a choice, which to take alive? They only needed one.

A thought struck her. With a glance back at her companion- making sure their endeavor was going well-  Absinth set to work. First she pinned her captive down and slowly went around breaking all of its legs; which got easier as the number of functional limbs decreased. Then she waited for her new friend to finish up and come over. “Why not two? Twice the fun.” Emerald eyes gleaming with satisfaction not entirely quenched.

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