"I don't think that will be necessary..." the largest snarled. He chuckled a bit as he looked down at the struggling hound, "How cute, you truly think you are free? Yes we may have our thoughts back, but that does not mean that they will not put us down or make us into Delta 5? Now that we are free, it only means that she will only be more curious. Hmph, freedom is only an illusion- you had best remember that." He began sniffing over the lesser male's shoulder and neck as if looking for the best spot to strike.
"Don't kill him you monster!" yelled the female. "He only thought that you were going to be a Delta 3... by the looks of it you are going to be a kin-slayer regardless."
The larger paused for a moment, sniffing at an area just below the younger male's shoulder before looking up at the female with inconvenient surprise, as if he had just realized she was there.
"Why would I waste the sacrifice of our saviors?" He said with a queer look in his eyes. After that, he plunged his fangs into the flesh of the lesser male, the skin cutting as easily as cheesecloth. Snarls of pain sounded as the brute moved his fangs around, searching though the blood and gore.
"Stop it!" she screamed while leaping for the gorehound's throat. In an instant she was sprawled on the ground with two blurry yellow eyes glaring down at her. "You will get your turn."
She watched helplessly as her brother's shoulder bled from the brute's fangs until a soft hissing sound was heard. In the largest gorehound's jaws was a circular object that glittered in the light of the waning fires. When he threw it on the ground she could then see one or two flickering lights within the blood soaked object, although most of the lights had gone out.
The female ran to her brother's side and began licking his wound as the large male looked down at the object in disgust.
"That is your freedom" he spat before turning towards her. "Now it is your turn..."
(:3 don't count my puppy among the lost just yet @eclipsehowls)
"Don't kill him you monster!" yelled the female. "He only thought that you were going to be a Delta 3... by the looks of it you are going to be a kin-slayer regardless."
The larger paused for a moment, sniffing at an area just below the younger male's shoulder before looking up at the female with inconvenient surprise, as if he had just realized she was there.
"Why would I waste the sacrifice of our saviors?" He said with a queer look in his eyes. After that, he plunged his fangs into the flesh of the lesser male, the skin cutting as easily as cheesecloth. Snarls of pain sounded as the brute moved his fangs around, searching though the blood and gore.
"Stop it!" she screamed while leaping for the gorehound's throat. In an instant she was sprawled on the ground with two blurry yellow eyes glaring down at her. "You will get your turn."
She watched helplessly as her brother's shoulder bled from the brute's fangs until a soft hissing sound was heard. In the largest gorehound's jaws was a circular object that glittered in the light of the waning fires. When he threw it on the ground she could then see one or two flickering lights within the blood soaked object, although most of the lights had gone out.
The female ran to her brother's side and began licking his wound as the large male looked down at the object in disgust.
"That is your freedom" he spat before turning towards her. "Now it is your turn..."
(:3 don't count my puppy among the lost just yet @eclipsehowls)
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