Sweet Talk

Her charcoal ears flickered back to her mama's praise and she thrashed her little body hard enough into the bear's flesh to feel it tear. She was nowhere near strong enough to pull the flesh away but as she felt the shift within her jaws she let go and relaunched her assault. The smell of blood was growing thick around them. She pushed off the ground just as the bear had enough of her and swung its head toward her, she took the opportunity to latch on to the flesh of its neck and it roared in response as it stumbled back. Her nose was buried into the thick fur. She dug into the bear's neck with a ferocious blood lust, her pupils became pinpricks as she furiously dug into the thick white fur with her claws and ground her tiny teeth into the beast. With a taste of blood, she growled viciously, insensed, her heart beat in her ears, drowning out anything else but blood blood blood blood.

Suddenly she was yowling and growling and thrashing as she was lifted by her charcoal tail and weakly flung aside by the failing bear. She landed again on three of her paws, one twisted, but she immediately dove again, panting hard and shallow, she launched into attaching herself to anything she could find of the bear. She found its ankle and wildly dug into it like a feral piranha, She found the blood beneath the skin and caked herself in it. She slipped on the slick blood caking the forest floor now but ignored her foiling and relaunched another mindless frantic attack at the pale monster, not even aware if it was still moving.