The Clock Stopped Ticking Forever Ago {M}

*Lavendel* · (This post was last modified: 02-27-2015, 04:00 PM by Lavendel.)

A certain bloodthirstiness had came over her, and she loped forwards, chasing the deer with no hunger growling in her stomach. Really, it was just a game to her. To the deer, of course, it wasn't. To see the strange wolf with violet markings chasing it was no game. Lavendel would grow tired of the game soon enough. When the deer was dead and she had ripped everything she could out of it. Slowing for a moment, she allowed the deer to slow as well. Panting, she regained her breath and was soon charging at the beast with full speed. At long last, she had caught up to it, and her head lashed out to sink her teeth into it. There was a snap as she bit down harder, and the deer fell. A giggle escaping her, she towered over the deer. "I bet you never thought yesterday was your last." Lowering her head, Lavendel sunk her fangs into the deer's stomach, ripping a hole in it large enough to fit her head. Flattening her ears, she stuck her head in the creature's stomach, sinking her teeth into the nearest thing, which happened to be part of the ribcage. Pulling her head away, she pulled at the bone, giving her head a small jerk. There was a sickening snap, and a soft noise from the deer. It was still alive?

After a few moments, Lavendel had disembowled the deer and was standing over it again. Not that it saw her anymore. Imagine her disappointment when she had placed something in the small pile next to her and seen that it had died. Her white and violet head was stained red, and she shook her head. Licking the blood away from her jaws, she wondered if the blood would ever come out of her white fur, and how long it would take.

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