Obtuse, Guava Juice, Rubber Goose, Chocolate Moose

Melanth tore away at the moose’s chest with a snarling grin. Blood leaked from her mouth onto the white flooring. So much happening at once created a massive chaotic scene. Loud explosions of dying sounds filled the ominous air. Clouds of dense frosty breath expelling from heavy breaths. It took nothing to drop the piece of flesh rewarded for her efforts. Adrenaline the thing of the past. Now replaced by the joys of another successful hunt.

Her attention fell onto the two larger males. One of them, Azrael, still holding onto the Moose throat. It’s life draining by every ticking second that passed. Something that no longer mattered.
"Helonia"~~"Melanth"