“Flesh! It’s the scent of flesh!” one called out. He howled in excitement amongst the rock. The rest of the pack dashed across the forest. Nearby was a slim, yet muscular figure- Yi Xing, a young werewolf in the pack. Yi Xing was flawless; fair skin, doe eyes, puckered pink lips and mahogany hair. He had soft, child-like features.
Yi Xing slowly morphed into the shape of a wolf. His sapphire eyes and snowy fur gleamed under the silvery beams of the moon. He began to trail after the pack. He quickened his pace as the boisterous sound of skin …show more content…
In the middle was the carcass: stinking and gutted, lying on the dirt. The torso was already slit from the Adam’s apple down to the inner thighs; It looked like a sacrificial slaughter.
“Mine!” one growled. He rapaciously tugged on the ripped intestine. However, the latter was not fazed- He just stood in a stance, nibbling on the ileum. This was his chance. With poise and grace, Yi Xing audaciously traversed towards the littered carcass and thrashed the arm around, ripping it off the ligaments, tearing it like a piece of paper. He made his escape and dived into the dense forest.
Nearby, was a cloaked figure intently gazing on the bloody scene. Her black, hooded cloak that touched the blades of grass flapped with the direction of the wind. She, too, was flawless. Just like Yi Xing, she had porcelain skin. Other flawless features she possessed were cold, grey eyes like glass; bee-stung, cherry lips; jet black hair and soft features- She looked like a