Feather

Fairytale had allowed her teeth to rake and bite down into the ribs of the doe as the warm blood began to fill that of his mouth. Her paws clenching as claws scrape into the does side securing her spot upon the rib cage. Shaking her cranium some as skin tore away from flesh and bone. She felt that of the doe begin to lower upon the ground, life seeping from the does body. Growls emitted from Fairytale as she continued to bite and tear and flesh and bone. Blood splattering her own maw and face. Ears laced back against her skull as the doe gave one more bleat out for anyone to come to the rescue although it's fate was already sealed. It was going to be dinner.

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