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The blood on his talons had long since dried by the time Amdusias discarded what was left of the carcass, his tiny owl beak scarfing down the last stringy bits of flesh before his stomach became very uncomfortably full. Beside him, a small clay bowl was topped off of the blood, drained before he would allow himself the meal. It wasn't much. Just whatever was circulating inside the rabbit's veins. He had held it over the bowl as an equine, keeping it still while it bled to death. The blood would not flow as well if it was already dead. He had made sure to break its back before beginning, to ensure it couldn't struggle too much and spill any of the precious liquid on the ground. Had it done so, it would have assured a much quicker end, as Amdusias really couldn't stand spillage. Which was quite ironic, when he'd have torn the thing apart in two seconds in a rage and spilled even more blood everywhere. And no meal was complete without the sweet taste of the blood afterwards.

But as he morphed back to that of an equine to easily drink it up, there was a distraction. A noise, as if something was being broken, wood splintering like the snap of a tree. At once, his head was back up and his ears perked forward. Was it some bear or another Skinwalker? No, it didn't smell like either. Or anything predatory, really. Whatever was making the noise, it wasn't aware he was there. Could he get more blood to fill his bowl?

Shifting back to the owl, he flew closer, choosing a high branch to stay clear of whatever it was below, just in case. Soquili were large enough to snap small trees and Walkers weren't the only ones who could be violent or possess claws or paws for slicing. But when he looked down, it was nothing he expected to see. All it was was a little black fox, sprawled out on the ground after the apparent rotting branch gave way under it. If owls could smile, he most certainly would be. Spreading his wings wide, he took to the air, circling once before diving for the little creature, talons aimed straight for it. He had no chance to make the first strike, as it suddenly looked up and, seeing the threat descending for it, took off running into the open. Quickly changing his direction, Amdusias pursued it, the rush of the chase flowing back through his veins.

Prey in his sights, Amdusias flew closer to the fox, his claws open to grab it off the ground. When it turned its head and spotted him, just inches before he could get a good grip on its back. Fur flew as his talons just barely scratched the animal's back and he almost tumbled to the ground, gathering the dirt under his feet instead of the flesh that was now barreling away from him as fast as it could. He gave a screech of annoyance after the fleeing fox, taking quickly back to the air in pursuit of it.

A sound came from the fox, glancing back at him continuing the chase. It sounded of fear, unbridled fear. Excellent. That made the kill feel all the better, when they were terrified. Run as much as you wanted, little fox. I will catch you eventually.

Unfortunately, this proved a bit more difficult than he at first thought it would. The fox weaved between obstacles. It zigged and it zagged around trees. It tried its best to outsmart him. And it very nearly did a few times. Too many times to count did Amdusias have to swerve to avoid smacking face first into a low-hanging branch. But he was getting closer. Bit by bit he was getting closer. Almost got you, little fox.

Out of nowhere, something hard slammed into him. A few moments ago, he'd been clear to fly over this brown shaped, leafless bush, not realizing in his tunnel-vision that this "bush" was actually another Soquili until it retaliated. Doing summersaults in the air, Amdusias landed hard on the ground with his wings outstretched, the point of one horn driven into the ground. Bushes didn't....

Oh. Oh, hell, no! Forget the fox. He was going to tear Sarathiel into as many tiny little pieces as he could. Finally!

Pulling his horn out, the blood red owl stood up, giving a screech and flapping his wings.

Amdusias faltered in the air, his head a little dizzy from the impact with the ground. But he wasn't about to give up. He wasn't about to call it quits first and fly away to lick his wounds. Or at the very least, if it came to that, he would ensure Sarathiel would have just as many to lick as he did.

He dived, claws outstretched towards the bay stallion's neck, trying to ignore the slight shakiness to his vision. Sarathiel side-stepped, just a little bit, just plenty enough for it to be meant as an insult. Amdusias was far from his fresh days, when he would have made plenty of mistakes on his own. His moves were more refined, his experience in all the fights he'd had up until now giving him insight on what to do.

All that went out the window when he dealt with Sarathiel. It no longer mattered what his experience was or even if his head had been fine. All the rage he felt inside him wanted to come bursting out in a spray of Angeni blood.

Amdusias could hear the other stallion tutting at him, again, and it enraged him more. He made another dive at him, missing once more. Sarathiel wasn't even fighting back, clearly seeing there was no need to. Amdusias almost fell from the air.

"Would you like me to give you time to change back?" Sarathiel laughed, not threatened in the least. He never was. Nothing Amdusias tried to do could startle or scare him. "Or would you like a quick break?" The Owlwalker's response was another screech and dive, the rage burning within him making it difficult to reason.