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Azzan nodded at his mistresses words, quickening his own pace to push the coon towards it's waiting demise. He didn't know where Ravah went as her hooves left the ground and lavender wings vaulted her body into the tree tops, but he knew as long as he followed the coon he would see Ravah again soon.

Lukron screamed as he jumped from branch to branch, tiny twigs ripping at his fur as he darted through them. If he had been thinking he would have changed his course when a dark shadow passed over him, but the only thing running through his mind was to run. He looked over his shoulder to see how much room between he and his pursuers there was, but only the white one was following. Where had the winged one gone?

He didn't have time to look for her though. He hadn't been paying attention to where he was going and a simple mistake as leaping too far sent him crashing to the ground. He rolled to protect himself from the full impact of the fall, but ended up rolling into the legs of the winged one. He paused, dazed as he looked up into the petrifying emerald eyes of the winged mare.

Lukron squealed as the mare stepped on his tail. She was smaller than most soquili but that didn't lessen her weight any.

Azzan slowed his pace, their prey securely confined. He stepped over to Ravah and her catch, grinning maliciously as Ravah ran her tongue over the coon's head, the sight making him recall their first meeting and how she had mentioned tasting blood.

Lukron's heart pounded in his chest as the mare licked him. What was she doing? Fear billowed off of him like a cloud of smoke. Desperatly he tried to escape. His tiny claws dug into the ground as he pulled away from the mare and white stallion. He threw his weight every way he could think of to try and loosen the grip on his tail, but it was useless. Breathing heavily he looked up at the larger beings. "What d..d..do you want?" He asked. Had he taken something of theirs before? He'd gladly try to give it back if he had.

A deep and somewhat insane laugh came from somewhere inside Azzan. He bent his head down to look the pitiful thing before him in the eye. "Oh, silly 'coon. All we want to do is have our fun..." He longed to step forward and slowly apply his weight to the arm of the coon that lay out-stretched on the ground from it's attempts to struggle, to snap it slowly and revel in the screams. But Ravah had caught the coon, and as such she was to have her fun first.

Azzan laughed, an uncontrolled outburst. "Oh, mistress, It isnt right for your humble servant to decide what to do with your prey." He stepped forward and nipped Ravah's ear gently. He closed his eyes as he imagined the sounds he longed for from the tiny creature trapped before his master. "But I'd break it's bones bit by bit. I'd make it scream." He whispered in his ear with a soft purr before looking down at the raccoon again.

He was beginning to loose his mind. Were these two soquili really thinking of harming him? The male had mentioned having fun, but if meant that he would loose his life Lukron wanted no part of it. He had tried to escape, pry his tail from the grip of the female. It has been useless. With no other options coming to mind the coon took the offensive. With a shrill squeal he turned and dug all his claws into the mare's leg that held his tail down before sinking his teeth in as far as they would go.

Lukron hung on to the mare, his sharp little teeth and claws buried deep into the mare's leg. The taste of blood filled his mouth, a taste that made him feel as though he was going to puke. "No... not leniency, but I thought you'd at least let go in pain..." the coon thought at the mares words. And then an ark of pain leaped through his body from his tail as the hoof slammed down on it once more. Lukron could only scream and let go of his captor, feeling the pain of the mare snapping his ear only seconds later. He had chosen wrong it seemed; he was still trapped and now in pain. He didnt hear the mares words, his mind clouded with the thought of his looming (and to him untimely) doom. He didnt even notice the mare had let go of his tail. He didnt notice the hoof move back and then rush his way for a kick. All he notice was the pain that followed, and the feeling of flight, his tiny body unable to keep still from such an impact. The kick was hard indeed, a soft crunch coming from his body as the solid object slammed into him, and a shrill scream of utter pain coming from Lukron. Ribs had broken, how many was unknown to the coon. He landed with a soft thud only a few feet from the mare, but this was enough. Laboriously, the coon took off, seizing the chance that had apparently been given to him from those that watched from above.

Azzan's mind had gone when he saw blood on his lady's leg. The coon had done him a wrong, he had harmed his mistress, and for that he would be ripped to shreds. But for now it was up to Ravah as to when. He snarled, stomping a hoof in anger and pacing to keep himself from rearing back and crushing the vermin before him and his mistress. Only it's scream of pain as Ravah stomped on it's tail and kicked it calmed him. It soothed him in an odd way, but not enough to ease the wrath growing in his heart each moment. He longed for the blood of the beast, and as it scampered away he had to force himself to stay put. It was his lady's kill. She had the right, not him.