He giggled. It wasn't exactly the response that she was expecting but whatever. Words would continue to roll off his tongue, claiming that one day she would die at the jaws a man, not a woman. She would chuckle, shaking her slowly. "That would be because no woman can best me." She would coo as his legs flailed helpfully against her side. Blood matted his face and stained the ground. Lowering her crown, she would lap at his bloodied eyes, the gesture would appear as though she was cleaning his wounds, but she was not. She was tasting his tainted blood before she spilled the rest.
Abandoning her task at his face, jaws would latch onto his throat, fangs piercing the flesh. She would clamp her jaws shut, bracing his body with a paw on his shoulder before she feared back. She would rip open his throat, blood spurting everywhere, covering her face and chest. She would drop the flesh, diving back down and digging into his exposed neck, searching for his trachea. When she found the body part she sought after, she would latch on, jerking her head back as she ripped it from his body. He was choke helplessly, he would either suffocate or bleed to death, but which would happen first, she couldn't be sure. She would watch as his blood stained the earth, seeping towards her paws. Her body trembled with unspent desire.
She would finally turn once his body stopped twitching, and glare at the man he had captured. "Let's go." she would bark at him, leaving behind the body for all to see. No one would know what he did, only that he had died a gruesome death because of it.
-exit unless stopped-
"Speech"
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