Let your tongue sing agony, agony
09-23-2013, 07:08 PM
"You're a loud one, you know that?" asked the woman, her voice echoing slightly through the caverns. Her facial expression was one of frustration as she glowered down at the wolf she had brought here, who had been protesting and begging for his life ever since she had started dragging his battered body. She had beaten him into submission prior, and now had transported him here, as he had become the spoils of her efforts. Raxka paused in thought for a moment, staring up at the cave ceiling before looking back down at the shaking wolf before her. "Can you sing?" she asked, as if it were a perfectly normal question. "W-what?" he asked, bewildered at the question that made no sense to a more rational mind than hers. His verbal confusion was met with stinging pain as his captor's paw swung down, her claws leaving bleeding gashes across his cheek. "I said, can you sing?" she repeated, a growl in her tone this time. "I d-don't know..." he answered shakily. Fearing that she would end his life if he did not comply, the male began a soft tune, his terror having mostly paralyzed his vocal chords. Raxka clucked her tongue, shaking her head. "No, no, no, that won't do at all." The woman bent her head down, gripping one of his ears with her teeth before pulling and jerking her head violently away, tearing it completely off his skull. Spitting out the ear, she smiled as the male let out a shriek of pain. "That's better. See? I knew you could sing," she chimed, giving his nose the same treatment as his ear. He cried out in pain again as blood filled his mangled nostrils, backing up and clogging his nasal passages until he was forced to breathe through his mouth. Why, why was she doing this to him? He'd never met her before, much less done anything to upset her that he could remember! "Oh, don't worry; you'll keep your other ear, at least until you die. I want you to be able to hear your lovely song, after all," she commented with an unnerving grin. So she was going to kill him. As he lay there, watching his life flash before his eyes, he prayed silently, hoping he would at least get the chance to be with those of his family who were dearly departed. One by one, she tore parts from the male's body, listening to his cries and howls of pain. The last part she removed was his tongue. As he no longer had the strength to fight back, he couldn't do anything as his limbs and tail were taken from the rest of his body, the adrenaline pumping through him the only thing keeping him from blacking out. As his tongue was ripped from his mouth, the male felt blood pool rapidly in his mouth along with the pain. Eventually, he lost too much blood, and blacked out. Within minutes, he was dead. When his pulse stopped, Raxka bent her head down and tore into his flesh once more, beginning her feast. Speech, Thoughts, You |