No Man's Land [Erik]
It's the closest he gets to gleeful-- yeeting some 'yeens. Erik has a firm hold on the creature's ankle, crushing the bones in his strong jaws and teeth. Grinning as he does. Gnashing down, jerking the thing's hip out of its socket. Another heartbeat, he pounces. Jaws around its neck, teeth easily sinking in. Feeling all the more menacing as gore coats his face, his chest, his neck-- more than usual.
A little groan as teeth dig into his shoulder, trying to kill the sound in his throat. Feels like fucking sandpaper, if you ask him. Erik's head swings, an audible crash as he brings it down on the next hyena. Driving his far superior weight downward on the thing. Brazen, a bull in a china shop. One of four predators reduced to rubble, three to go. Realizing his accomplice was outnumbered now, he's quick to move, though his original foe still held on. For the hyena that tried to bite his accomplice?
A great big chomp on the ass.
Erik has a Norwegian forest cat that is assumed with him at all times.
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