He would effortlessly weave between the bubbling pits of tar, amethyst stare bounding between each pathetic creature who had been trapped within its depths. Only the half fallen carcass of a moose would bring a fit of laughter from the boy, and he would bound forward in excitement, as the unknown sent him running. He would feel the need to further investigate the crime scene, and would come to discover that somehow this moose had only managed to submerge the upper portion of its body. From the mid rib cadge to the rump was a free carcass to claim, and so the boy would react upon the first impulse that crossed his mind- pleasure. He would forcefully mount the corpse as if it were some writhing wench beneath him, jaws unhinging as he cleaved through aged flesh upon its lower spine with his fangs. He would swallow a mouth full, ancient blood seeping onto his floundering toungue. A please growl bubbled within his core, and he would continue eating and fucking this dead corpse as if it were normal. He would pay no mind to any strangers until he had his fill- which would be a while from now, seeing as this wasn't a first time occurrence. He had been so utterly excited this time merely because he had not yet gotten the opportunity to fuck a moose.

The boy would move with ease around the pits, knowing through some instinct that all that lay in those thick bubbling masses was death. Various carcasses in different states of decomposition littered the pools putting any doubts to rest. The vile child had been set to wandering ever since the loss of his home and sister, this he vowed had been the last time he would lose either, if he ever saw his sister again he would make sure that she never left his sight ever again. Those evil, putrid thoughts filled his mind as he walked, filling him with anger. Violet gaze landed upon a figure in the distance, still clearly alive and canine. He trotted towards it, though he knew not why. When it became clear who the figure was, and what he was doing a scoff left the boy?s throat. ?Are you so depraved you?ve started fucking prey, and look at that. The thing isn?t even alive. How very sad.? A smirk split his pristine face. In his mind it was clear what he was looking at, a lesser specimen. Speech,

Audits would swivel toward the strangers words as he continued his ghastly deed, his mouth agape as his breathing was heavy and labored now. Tongue would slither between its cadge of teeth, blood dripping from his lips, mouth, and throat as he forced every bit of him forward. Lids would close as his eyes rolled back, and finally with one last thrust, he would pause and muffle a few grunts and his body would begin to relax. After a few moments of panting and attempting to catch his breath he would demount the carcass, and come to stand before the stranger, his gaze cold and his expression hard as a smirk slightly quirked his lips. "Try it." He would voice and take a step toward his right so that the stranger may have his turn before he vanished. He would pay no mind to what he had said before- little did he know Neios had raped his fair share of scum before. He enjoyed to experiment, did this boy? Speech,

He would watch with a quirked eyebrow and tilted head, morbidly fascinated and yet disgusted at the same time. His lip curled up on one side in disgust, over all it was a rather droll expression he wore at the moment. The boy didn?t seem to pay him any mind, simply continuing on his deed. Lel simply stayed where he was, his fascination just strong enough to keep him watching despite a part of him squirming inside. Finally the dark stranger dismounted, clearly worn from his act. Violet gazes met for a moment as the boy dared him to attempt it. Lel growled and glanced warily at the carcass, more than spent he felt and yet? He had never been one to back down from a challenge. With a snarl he leapt upon the lip of the pool and maneuvered himself over the carcass. The scent of death swirled in his nose and he bit down instinctively stale flesh filling his mouth as he began to imitate the stranger. It gave him more pleasure than he would admit to. Speech,

His lips would further crease into a delighted sneer as he watched the boy take on his challenge, his gaze never leaving the scene before him as he watched it unfold. He would feel an odd sensation being to coil within the pit of his stomach, and he was oddly enticed by its unexpected placement. Though he had never contemplated on experimenting with another boy something about watching this turned him on. He would allow himself to fall prey to his beastly nature, a deranged snicker bubbling within his jugular as he encouraged the stranger on. He would begin to wonder how long he would be at this, and how much of the carcass he would eat before finally pulling away. Part of him hoped he would not last nearly as long as he had, merely because he wanted to feel more superior than stranger. It was natural for young boys to be competitive, after all.

He could hear the boy snicker behind him and he sneered, steeling himself and bracing himself to try and outdo the boy. If Neios thought it was a competition than Lel was sure of it, he would not be outclassed by anyone, especially not at this. He had been a mere pup his first time and ever since then the thought had seemed to consume him. He believed he could out pace anyone and he wasn?t going to let a boy he had just met prove him wrong. How long he was up there he did not know but by the time he untangled himself from the carcass he was pretty certain he had outdone the stranger. He was panting, enveloped in the musky scent of love making and death. He smirked at the stranger. ?How about a real challenge eh?? He panted, licking his chops smugly. Speech,

Finally the stranger would demount the mutilated carcass, and his cold stare would follow his movements as he approached Neios once again. Instinctively his hackles would raise and his muscles would tense, as he was still a feral animal at heart. He did not trust anyone enough to let his guard down, and he would not think twice about murdering those who threatened him. Casually he would fall back onto his haunches, his tail curled upward as his head cocked slightly toward his left. His lips would crease further, and his smile would reach irrational lengths. His fangs would gleam against the faint moonlight among the tar pits, and he would barley mutter the words "Entice me." before licking his own chops clean of blood and fluids. What did this boy have in mind, what challenge could he possibly propose to Neios that he would actually be interested in? His hostile gaze would bore into the mirrored eyes of the boy before him, his tail twitching as he already began to grow impatient due to his overwhelming curiosity.

Lel did not fail to notice how tense the other boy became but he shrugged it off, he did not feel the dark boy posed any threat to him. He watched as the stranger settled himself upon his haunches and answered his challenge with one of his own. He mirrored the stranger?s position, curling his black tipped tail around his paws. The white boy scoffed; clearly the stranger doubted his abilities that would have to change. He cast his gaze around the pits for a moment, a smug smile already rising to his lips. He was horny still, the effect of fucking so recently. He lifted to his paws and smirked down at the dark boy. ?Come we must catch it first.? He gave a quick nod in the direction of the birds swirling over the pits, carrion birds and raptors of substantial size. Speech,