Novel & Cerita Frog Vore

"These are my kits, Luna and Dusk. We have been searching for a safe place outside of the Clans, than I found you under this rocky cleft. I thought for sure you had succumbed to the cold." "I guess I'm stronger than you thought," Birdpaw told her jokingly. Slowly she got to her paws, than stumbled and ground her teeth together as she realized how wobbly they were. Birdpaw noticed that all three cats looked thin and hungry. She glanced over her shoulder at what was left of the prey she'd managed to find earlier. With a sigh, Birdpaw stepped back and glanced at the three strangers. "Take it, you need this prey more than I do," she murmured. All three of them stared at her in surprise. Birdpaw

The prey was actually a predator. * #TBC

Levi The asshole still couldn't feed himself. I sat on that log watching Ava spoon more of that root mush into Falco's mouth, and every second of it made my skin crawl. We'd gotten the deer—took us three hours tracking it, another hour gutting and cleaning it, and now the meat was hanging from a tree branch waiting to be cooked. But first, apparently, Falco needed his vegetables. Ava blew on the next spoonful, brought it to his mouth. He took it, swallowed, made a small grateful noise in his throat.

I circled downwind, drove them toward a narrow stone hollow, and killed them before either could turn its horns on me. When I dragged both carcasses back into camp, Frostbrook went silent. Ronan looked at the sheep, then at the blood on my claws. He said nothing, but I saw the change in his expression. I dropped the prey beside the fire. “Pups and the wounded eat first. The adults split into two groups. One clears the old traps. The other comes with me to the northern slope. We will set barriers and drive smaller prey toward the valley.” No one answered at once.

Everything that gets in their way ages and dies. Rana's vibrations encourage the animals from the forest to attack. The moose use their majestic antlers as weapons and spears everything that gets in their way. The wide-open terrifying maws of the grizzly bears and sharp claws cut through the flesh of their opponents. With cunning skill attacking in packs, the wolves tear their preys to shreds. The birds blind the enemy with their flapping wings and peck ruthlessly with their sharp beaks anywhere they can access.

King Dyron Kingdom of Havocc The king watched as his vultures, shedding their Ecanus disguises returned to him. The smile on his face told the story of a predator finally spotting its prey. He greeted them with a warm smile as they perched on the railings of the balcony. “My sweetlings…” he muttered, stroking them each on the head, while giving them small kisses, “You must be famished. Feast!” He pointed at multiple carcasses of deer that were lying on the floor, the vultures jumped at it immediately devouring flesh and separating the meat from the bones until there was nothing left.

"If she wants to survive, she has to eat." We watch as Veyra moves closer, almost invisible against the thick shadows of the trees. Her wolf is close to the surface, not fully shifting, but enough that her movements are sharper, faster. When she strikes, it is fast and brutal. One sharp thrust with the sharpened branch she carries, straight into the boar’s neck. It thrashes once, twice, then goes still. She wastes no time. Dragging the body back toward a cave, she cuts it open with quick, brutal efficiency, taking thin slices of meat. Not the whole thing, just enough for a small meal.

Unfortunately for the hungry cat, Arlo was not about to stand back and allow his mate to be harmed. The instant Sparrow saw Raven thrust herself out of the opposite end of the dry hollow log and rush into the swamp grass, two things became real. One, the Jaguar sprang into chase mode, its eyes fixated on Raven as its prey. Two, swamp grass tends to hide other predators lying in wait for their food to be chased in their direction.

Furo skillfully skinned the squirrel that Gasher had caught earlier, removing the fur in one swift motion. He then proceeded to gut and clean the animal, removing its internal organs with ease. Once he finished preparing the squirrel, he impaled it on a wooden stick and held it over the fire. As the squirrel slowly roasted over the flames, Furo made sure to turn it regularly, ensuring that it cooked evenly on all sides. The aroma of the roasting meat filled the air, making Zen's mouth water. He couldn't wait to taste the juicy meat that Furo was cooking.

Ignorant of the danger that come to it In one swift move, Frost threw her dagger towards it, aiming at its head. "Head shot." Frost said while smirking and then walked towards the dead deer. She grabbed her dagger, and started cleaning the deer so she could roast it. She didn’t take long cleaning it. She took some woods, bamboo stick, and using her fire attribute, she lit up the woods. And started roasting the deer. "Not bad. Just a little bit bland." Frost uttered in a low voice, and took a big bite again. She then went towards the river to drink. She drank from it. She also cleans her hands, and daggers she used.