Shira stumbled into the room infront of lil, he ducted in time to get out of the way of her foot as she ran for freedom at the door. His legs still bound in the back by the slave owners shafts cutting deep into the muscle. His body ravaged with hunger and weekness. That smell... that creature... his attention turned to the rabbit infront of him and smirked slyly. His hunger building in him like boiling water in a pot about to gush over in heated waves. Slowly he forced himself through the pain to stand and face her with drool rolling down his lips and face. A foot infront of the other forced him huntingly towards her backing his prey into a wall with no way out. He wanted her... oh God did he want this feast trembling before him. His red fire like eyes staired at her beating her down with domination and a killer smile showing off the k9's he hid under his lips of plump soft red.<br/><br/>The wolf paused however when he was close enough to smell her. A smell he knew and longed for for so long. He couldn't hurt her... but that man... He slihtly turned his gaze to Pepe, that man wants him to hate her and destroy her... However this wolf had a few tricks up his sleve and he would get the thing he wanted most right then, very quickly he lunged at her and forced her to the wall leaning over her like she was already dead his face by her ears and his lips moving motionlessly speaking in a low voice to her "Play dead..." he whispered lightly to her his fangs sinking into his bottom lip blood puring onto her neck and his mouth as if he had taken a deep bite of her flesh so warm and close to his own. This was a brilliant plan and he could get something out of it if he played his cards right. She had the one thing he wanted most and it beat just under her chest.