Pain. He liked causing such a feeling. It was what filled him with the only joy he ever felt. He wasn't even sure if he could consider it to be joy.. But it gave him a feeling that made him more at peace than not causing it. He was a bit of a demented soul, not that he minded. He was proud of his mind, proud of his cold motives that made him seem a monster. Perhaps he was a monster.. He had thought that for a good long time.
The rabbit under his paw screamed it's dismay, begging him to let it go. Had he been soft of heart, the screams may have filled him with anxiety. But he wasn't, and all those screams did was make him want to hurt it more. He snarled, curling his lip up as he grinned down at the creature. He was hungry, and this rabbit stood no chance. Though he didn't plan on letting it die without some torture. Hardly anything got away with not being tortured when it came to him.
His muscles were solid under his pelt, and he raised a paw, extending the claw and raking it down the rabbits shivering body. It screamed again, and he found his heart rate rising as his golden eyes landed on the crimson trail that formed in a thin strip along the rabbit's hide.
"You smell so good.. It's intoxicating really." He whispered to it, learning his mouth down low to the rabbit's ear. His belly gurgled and he chuckled. Though it wasn't the type of chuckle that anyone wanted to hear. He felt the rabbit shiver under his paw that was placed over it's paw. He put more pressure down, and it screamed again, pulling at it's leg. It even had begun biting its leg, in a desperate attempt to remove the leg to get to freedom. But Levyathan had no intentions of letting the little beast go. Even if it did do something as painful as biting off it's own paw.
His paw moved to the rabbits head, where he brought it up so that it was forced to look him in the eyes. Holding it by it's head, had it's body wriggling in vain as it dangled. One eye was popped out, something that he had done first. Mutilation was one of his specialties.
"Are you ready to die?" He asked it, and it fell limp in his paws. He shook it a bit, a furrowed expression taking over his features. What the hell was it doing?
That's when he realized it was no longer breathing. The rabbit hadn't passed out.. The rabbit had died. He growled, snarling his irritation that the rabbit had died before he had killed it. He wasn't happy when things didnt go his way, and he stuck the rabbit in his jaws. He clamped down, crushing the rabbits skull in his jaws. His jaws were strong, and the fragile bones of the rabbit were no match.
Once he was done with the rabbit, the rest of it's carcass dropped to the earth. He used his claws, picking the small fragments of bones out of his teeth. He sat there, doing nothing but htat for a moment before stretching and and licking his maw. The blood still stained his jaws, and he relished in each lick. His eyes traveled down to the broken, torn corpse that was hard to make out if you hadn't known what it was before hand. He kicked it away, thinking it too much work for the little meat he would get if he tried. He would hunt later, but for now, he was at least satisfied.
He pushed off of his sitting position, stretching out his muscles. He was huge for a leopard, and he rivaled quite a few lions in terms of size. He didn't really fear much, mostly because he was as large as he was.. But he knew one day, someone might get lucky. Until then though, he would just revel in the idea that he was the 'Big Bad' of his area. He had one mission in mind, though.. One mission at a time was his motto. He had to find some others like him, to bring them back home to Atra. He knew Crue would be approving, as Crue was always approving of new members. Even if the new members were young.. They could be molded to how he wanted them.
First, Levyathan had to find someone that would bear his young. Though he wondered what foolish creature would agree to something like that. Though, that brought a smile to his face. He didn't have to have anyone agree to it. He just had to .. aqcuire them. The male was proud of himself, for being able to focus on tasks at hand.
He stood, ready to go searching. He didn't think it would take too long, as he was quite the charmer.. Okay so that was completely false. He was so far from a charmer. But he didnt have to hurt them, he could hold his urge back until he had been given the cubs. Once that happened, well, then he could release his monster on them. But he needed cubs, and that wouldn't happen if he went and killed each female he came across. He didn't really care what they looked like. This was just a shell, their looks. He knew his spirit was far greater than this body could contain.. But each little soul was a new start, and their shell made little to no difference to him.
He grinned, chuckling to himself as he began walking. He had no real idea where he was going, but he knew sooner or later.. He would have to run into a lady. And that lady, would rue the day she ever laid eyes on him. He just knew it.. Unless she was as big a monster as he.
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