Snippet #1857053

Desolate fool! Why must you lie? Thy Name wench?! " Came a reply from the male, his fingers taking ahold of her neck considerably launching his fingers to incorpuate the pain of his surrounding digits about her. Effectiovely cutting her air intake in half. A snarl escaping his lips, only the sound of the small clanks of his boots witht he crosses. The musty smell of dank dirt surrounded his nostrils, only masking a small small portion of the putrid smell the female gave off. Why shouldn't I just rape her, kill her and then eat her? What in the hell is stopping me?!

He hadn't know what was stopping him, but having the female pinned against the tree's form once more. Her form squirming beneath the ground to which she had not touched. It gave him a sense of relief, having been the huntee attacked by the hunter. In this case, she was his meal. And she was the huntee. A snarl escaped through his lips, a notable exhale through his nostrils had aquired somewhat of a distasteful smell throughout his body.

His form took ahold of the locks of the female, tossing her against drift wood. A large, cannon-like tree stump. One stride, and he was already upon her; taking and utilizing rope to confine her to this tree stump. His hands invading her neck, and smirked. He pushed aside her hair, softly kissing upon the girl's neck. Making soft notions before a large gashing bite-However not fatal, just a flesh wound really. But the way he had done it had formed large amounts of blood to spill only to be closed up again by a trickle of his saliva.