gratuitous violence; unnecessary, satisfying, heartbreaking
That sounds like a you problem, Remi, Ronin sends haughtily back to his husband, and the smile he flashes up to the other man is tipped with sharp fangs. Still, he settles down in the undergrowth to wait for the hawk to spring the trap, and only when the piercing cry fills the air does the Huntsman realise he's been holding his breath. He swears he can feel the thunder of hooves against the ground as the herd start towards the trees, Ronin holding himself as still as possible until the first deer leaps into view.
At that point, his vision may as well have gone red for all the control he has over himself.
He moves half like the predator that lives and seethes within him and half like the Huntsman currently (mostly) in the driver's seat, but it doesn't make what happens any less brutal. Ronin all but tackles the deer on its flight past, sharp talons raking across its throat and letting hot blood spray out across the forest floor. In the meantime Ronin holds on tight, wrestling the creature to the ground where it can bleed out and they can feast.
At that point, his vision may as well have gone red for all the control he has over himself.
He moves half like the predator that lives and seethes within him and half like the Huntsman currently (mostly) in the driver's seat, but it doesn't make what happens any less brutal. Ronin all but tackles the deer on its flight past, sharp talons raking across its throat and letting hot blood spray out across the forest floor. In the meantime Ronin holds on tight, wrestling the creature to the ground where it can bleed out and they can feast.
RONIN
