Bleed For Me

The cat’s struggles grew weaker, its growls turning into pitiful whimpers. Barghest's muscles burned with exertion as she both suffocated it and crushed its larynx, but she reveled in the familiar sensation, each movement deliberate and controlled. She could feel the creature's pulse fluttering erratically against her tongue before it stilled entirely. Delicious.

With a final, vicious twist of her head, Barghest tore the throat out of the leopard, the spray of blood painting her fur in a macabre pattern, claws dislodging and pushing the body down. Then her ears perked up at her sisters words, a laugh bubbling up from her chest.



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