Blood Moon Date Night

When her opponent neared, jaws open, spittle flying, diving right for her, Scylla was cool as could be. She played out the timing in her head based on the speed with which the brute approached. At the last moment, she ducked and he sailed over her head. The wolf's paws skittered at the ground, trying to turn quickly, but the small fae literally had him by the balls. With her wiggly little digits, she grasped the testicles of the man, stopping him in his tracks. "Say ple-eeeeease..." the woman purred sweetly, lips curled up in a smile that was anything but. Claws dug into the sensitive flesh just enough to cause a whimper of pain and panic from the man. 'P-please!' he stuttered out and a dark, husky little chuckle rumbled in the fae's chest. She hadn't told him what he was begging for. Pity that he assumed he was begging for freedom.

"As you wish," With a sigh and an audible schct sound, the serpentine blade was in her paw once more. One moment the brute's balls were in her paw. The next... they were still in her paw, but they were no longer connected to their owner. As the man fell to the ground kicking and screaming, Scylla inspected the bloody little testicles in her paw. With a hmmph, she tossed them over her shoulder and padded towards the brute that was slowly hobbling away. He'd never escape. Not with a blood trail like that.

Giving her blade a little toss into the air, Scylla caught the hilt and started off after the man, grasping the blade between her teeth gently. When she was near enough, her jaws opened, dropping the weapon into her paw. 'No, w-wait!' But there would be no waiting. Scylla plunged the blade through the back of the wolf's neck with such force that it popped through his throat and dug into the earth beneath him. Blood pooled and Scylla took a step back, watching as the twitching man was reduced to a pile of lifeless flesh. Only then did she extract the blade, wiping it on the brute's fur before sliding it into its home once more.

Casting a glance over her shoulder, Scylla flashed Saracyn a winning grin, blood spattered on her face. She even went so far as to give him a thumbs up. All that was left now was the leader that was still trying to crawl to safety. With one paw, Scylla gestured to the man and made a little shooing motion, indication that Sara should finish.

"Scylla Klein"