His ears flicker as he catches the sounds of his prey running fast thru the dense underbrush. He killed six of his brethren, kids driving up to go camping somewhere. He took out the driver with his sniper rifle as the van flipped end over end as the second and third shots took out both front tires. The crash claimed three victims.. bringing the total to four as one was thrown from the crash.. unhurt. The other two he dispatched with his claws as he ran after the seventh.

Losing his footing in the underbrush Bloodstrype lunged forward and grabbed his prey.. biting into his neck ripping out a chunk of flesh as his claws raked over his belly, listening to the primal scream as the only thing that he thought was...

Music to my ears.