A low growl escaped from Kojo’s muzzle, red ‘paint’ dripping down and splattered the ground beneath him with his vibration. It was like some kind of drug that spiraled him in to a moment of euphoria, killing. He could not help but feed his need whenever it rose up. He knew very well these needs and his mental status made him some kind of ‘monster’, but he didn’t care. It made him feel good and entertained him, and that was all that mattered.
Grinning, the blood matted male stared down at the target he had been stalking for over a week. The poor wild cat, she never stood a chance.
“Oh well…,” Kojo said as he bent down to move the body in to a nearby bush. “At least she will be of some use to someone else now, as a meal. But for now…A BATH!”
With a skip in his step, the lion pranced off to a nearby river. He didn’t care about the looks he might get for his current state. He felt downright good!
Grinning, the blood matted male stared down at the target he had been stalking for over a week. The poor wild cat, she never stood a chance.
“Oh well…,” Kojo said as he bent down to move the body in to a nearby bush. “At least she will be of some use to someone else now, as a meal. But for now…A BATH!”
With a skip in his step, the lion pranced off to a nearby river. He didn’t care about the looks he might get for his current state. He felt downright good!
