Gather the beasts of Hell

Esperanza could sense the anger inside the dark females voice as she could sense the hatred inside the female's voice. The woman looked at the female wolf, glaring angrily when she said that the soul was hers. "I do not intend on giving you anything, I am one who believes in a quick death and being thankful for those who have died...Unlike you who believes that death is just a sport and something to steal. I am not afraid of someone like you, for all life has purpose and value as what I say." Determination was etched inside her voice as she placed her paw on the deer's carcass.

"Rather than thinking of this as a damn sacrifice, why not think of this as a meal and thank the deer for it's death so you may live." Esperanza closed her eyes and said a quick prayer before looking back at the ebony colored she-wolf that still seemed to be angered by her actions. She didn't care if she were hurt, she cared about the life of others and would stick with that truth without fail.

The dark tar pits continued to smoke and stink as the smell began to intoxicate her nostrils with it's foul scent. Everything about it seemed to just be filled with death. And this wolf before her, seemed to be enjoying every second that the death of animals was painfully slow, and that angered the femme even more.