#blargs

Alpha noticed too late as he tumbled a few feet before catching himself. He chewed and swallowed the chunk he had ripped off of the beast. Licking the blood off of his lips he smiled again. The beast growled at him before he noticed sudden motion. He looked up and saw the beast, who was facing the corpse, being held by his neck.

Corpse lives? Then not corpse. Strings. Puppet? Corpse not corpse but puppet. Puppet has master. Master has power. Master isn't there. Spirit?

Alpha fallowed the strings and saw a floating woman. He grinned a fang filled grin. His eye's beaming red. He heard it yell at him and the other creatures there. Leave? Why leave if it's only getting started. The big dogs finally show their fangs. Alpha wanted to see who'd come out on top. Tender meat is always best after all.

He couldn't hold back his laughter anymore as he stood up and brushed his hair back a little. A woman yelled from behind him. He looked at her with his slightly regained composure.

"Hehe, come on baby. You're not even scarred yet. Besides, the night is still young."

He looked back at the beast and the puppet. The master looked much more tasty, but he wanted more of the beast. It had it's fill, why not let others.

"Crunch"

blood had been spilled. Alpha had been watching and listening, the beauty of the sound made him shiver. The Color of the blood and flesh made him Long for a taste.

"Crunch"

Screams. Crying. Hate. Alpha felt the rage and sorrow pouring from the creatures that were staring and fighting the beast over it's kill.

"Crunch"

Fighting. Steel smashing into skin. Tears. The weaklings tried to fight over the corpse, but were losing. Alpha wanted to wait and get the scraps. A head, an arm, maybe a leg or two.

He couldn't sit back anymore.

His claws sharp, begged to stab and cut. His fangs screamed to sink into something with the blessed "Crunch" he longed for.

He Smiled, unable to hold it back anymore.

He launched himself at the best, His claws and fangs sank into the beasts wings.