A slow exhale pulled from his lips, unsheathing the ivories beneath them out into the world. Saliva clung to the sharp pearls, desperate to feel and seep into the flesh of another being, not caring as to what type of being it was, just so long as the paining sting in their roots could feel the pressure of a bite, or even just a snap of his great jaws into one another. As his mind wandered, preoccupied with hunger and the restless thoughts of killing or maiming, the brute's dilated pupils allowed adrenaline to pour through his spine, ripping the nerves over his body into a frenzy.
Whithers would sea-saw as he would slink his lowered body forward. The ebony feathers on his belly scraping against the earth gently as he pushed forward, auds pulled to attention with such force behind his tense neck and jaw. A brief lick would ensue, moistening the already dripping pearls lining his pink and black muzzle. The birds were harder to say the least, something he hadn't attempted in a long time to prey on, though with his hunger being that of a bachelors, the brute felt he had no choice but to oblige in attempting to capture the avian prey. For a moment a single aud twitched, his mind briefly caught off guard for the scent of another and the sound of her seemed to echo in his brain. She was near, he could hear her momentary whine, but he refused to allow her to send his extreme concentration off course.