PLEASURE IN THE PROCESS

Identification watched and waited. The movements of the others that ventured closer allowing the hippo to come from the waters and charge at the small group. It was a dangerous task and one not to be taken lightly. The rocks that Grim and Reaper had thrown and tossed to the hippo worked. Excitement raced threw Identification. Creeping low upon her stomach as getting closer, she wouldn't dare punch the gun just yet. But watch and wait, waiting for the right moment for her own attack. She didn't know the others except the pack mates that gathered around, and would keep her guard up with them, but also help if need be. But doubting that she would need. Identification was smart enough to know when the moment was right to attack. She just needed it turned from her just a little bit more, just a moment longer is all the woman would need.

Creeping low against the ground, saliva pooling within her mouth, she was hungry and this would feast everyone and many others. Possibly would allow the others whom showed to carve a hefty chunk out and take it for later. Licking her lips as just then the hippo turned, giving Identification the moment to strike. She was delighted how her muscles coiled and uncoiled with the tension that hung in the air. But also the excitement that swam within her entire body.

Sorry it's crappy.

"Identification"