Entertaining Satan's Demons

*Neios* · (This post was last modified: 09-27-2013, 04:33 PM by Neios.)

Blood spewed across the forest floor as the little boy slit the throat of a hare with a slow slice of his sharp canine. Having puppy teeth still had its advantages, he came to realize that slicing through flesh was easier that he had thought it would be. His mother's milk had sustained him for the most part, but as he grew older he had developed a taste for the finer things. Especially blood. He loved it, bathed in it, even drank it. This was the while reason why he had slit the hare's throat instead of eating it. He wanted its blood to play in. With a swift swipe of his paw he would push on the hair, causing blood to squirt from its core. It covered the forest floor in a small puddle, and when he was satisfied he would lay down in it, rolling back and forth until his entire pelt was almost covered. Then he would roll onto his stomach, place his jaws around the hare's throat and would start sucking the blood out and into his mouth. When he had a mouthful he would swallow then sigh heavily. He loved doing this.

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Entertaining Satan's Demons

Neios