Something to Prove

Xina didn't care to notice if her brother finished the bear or if the result of her trusting his abilities would smack him in the face. Maybe she shouldn't have trusted him to take care of business. She leaned into her frantic blind energy. She was here for the KILL.

Out in the light, Xina reached out and sank her teeth into its muzzle, then pulled and wrenched at the nose to crush it violently in on itself. The bear screamed in pain insensing her further. Not realizing her brother had done something similar. She didn't wait for it to die. As soon as she let go she was throwing it to the leaf-strewn ground and pinning it under her, her teeth ravaging at its throat until it could scream no more. She raked her teeth down its chest and dug into its ribs, her claws scraping dully at the flesh ripping open the wounds her teeth had made out further as the bear grew limp. Snarling and gasping she dug into its belly, pulling at its thick and slippery innards. She flung a slick bloody rope of intestine aside as she sought her prize. Sweeping away the stomach and digging into the cage of ribs until she found the barely beating heart desperately trying to keep up its rhythm.

She sank her teeth in and wrenched it out. Gasping, covered in entrails, blood, and black fur she stepped back. Her heart hammering as the heart in her maw finally finished its rhythm. With a flourishing dance, she skipped up to her hind legs and threw the bear cub's heart high into the air with a bark of elation! Surely her father would be proud!

Xina attempted to catch it midair but it fell with a harsh splat on the ground. Her laugh was victorious and high, her energy still surging through her limbs as she leaped against the rough bark of one of the redwood trees and kicked the heart toward her brother, hoping it might hit him in the side of the face like a soccer ball!

She bolted back against a tree still high on her blood rage and trying to find that outlet. Suddenly she stopped and shook her fur out, landing into a collapsed heap among the thick underbrush, panting hard with a half-crazed elated glaze to her golden eyes. She lazily pawed at a fern swaying over her head before she let it fall against her chest with a sigh. The trees around them seem to stretch onward to infinity, high above them all. Their trunks were massive and the forest mazelike.