taste my beating heart...

*Valentine* · 11-02-2014, 08:57 PM

Deep in the bowels of his den, the massive brute slept. He lay on his side with his legs outstretched. His features lax, Valentine took on the innocent countenance of a child. Peace blanketed him, the soft rising and falling of his chest declaring his rest with each gentle breath.

Valentine would have remained at rest if not for the screaming, furry projectile that came flying into his den. It hit his upturned shoulder with a shriek and a hollow thud, immediately waking the sleeping giant who rose suddenly with a roar and banged his head against the den roof. The howl cut off immediately as pain flooded down his spine. Grit rained down from above, obscuring his vision as the wounded squirrel twitched and flopped around at his paws. The smell of blood assaulted his nose, sending the brute into attack mode. The brush of the squirrel's tail against his paw drew Valen's jaws down. Without thinking, he crushed it, and, still disoriented, shot towards the den mouth.

Seething with rage, Valentine exploded out of the den with a roar, a cloud of dust rolling out after him. The body of the squirrel hung limply from his gaping, foaming jaws. His hackles spiked up along his spine and murder in his eyes, the Imperator glared down at the green beast who'd ruined his slumber. What had happened clicked suddenly and his icy gaze narrowed, but he steeled himself, driving down the temper that threatened to overwhelm him. He dropped the mangled body of the squirrel before speaking. "What the ever loving fuck was that?" A trickle of blood ran down his forehead, running over the throbbing vein that beat there to fill up the livid crease between his eyes. He was not happy.

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