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Posted: Sun Aug 18, 2019 12:23 pm
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Aita licked her tongue across her teeth, blood from a fresh kill dripping and drizzling down her muzzle and fangs. The poor shell of a creature before her was frozen in the moment of its death, a haunting fear in its lifeless eyes. Blood flowed across its pelt from the fatal wound where her fangs had found their mark and ripped flesh. Blazing red eyes reflected in the moonlight as she sank those razor teeth into its flesh once more and she tore chunks of meat from the carcass, eating her fill.
She raised her head, with one ear cocked listening. She could hear movement in the trees as it seemed another soquili was on the move in the night. More than that, as she raised her muzzle to sniff the air, she picked up the scent of not just one, but two other mares. With blood smeared and dripping from her muzzle she decided it was time to have a little fun. Stealthily, she strode forward into the abyss of the forest, flames crackling silently in the darkness.
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