[ He would, if he could, hook into him just so, make sure that his mark is left behind, a stain that never quite washes out. ]
Hm, I'm starting to think you won't. Satisfied with just my skin and bones, are you? I can't imagine I go down easy.
[ Unpalatable as he is, old and tough. Maybe they both are, in their own ways. His fingers dig into his flesh, at his shoulder. Right where that bite mark was. ]
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Hm, I'm starting to think you won't. Satisfied with just my skin and bones, are you? I can't imagine I go down easy.
[ Unpalatable as he is, old and tough. Maybe they both are, in their own ways. His fingers dig into his flesh, at his shoulder. Right where that bite mark was. ]
Perhaps that's what you want. Nothing easy.