OLIVER
His front paws grasped onto the bird, digging his claws in tight. The bird, however, most likely wasn't ready to die and was absolutely putting on a fight despite being so injured. Growling low and deep, he attempted to use his hind legs to grasp onto the bird as well. This of course didn't help the fact that it was attempting to peck too. Wincing, he coursed forward with his head, attempting to move forward and grasp at its neck, to bite down nice and hard. Already blood was leaking onto his paws, so might as well get himself even more dirty.
If his attempt was successful, he would remove his head from the bird. No matter what, he would reassure Deimos that all was well. Things were going remarkably better than they had with the pheasant, seeing as he had grasped onto the bird. That was an improvement and hopefully would mean he'd have some meat to bring home. Yes, I'm fine. If all went well, he'd finally be able to prove to Deimos that he wasn't weak. That he could kill something and be useful.
If his attempt was successful, he would remove his head from the bird. No matter what, he would reassure Deimos that all was well. Things were going remarkably better than they had with the pheasant, seeing as he had grasped onto the bird. That was an improvement and hopefully would mean he'd have some meat to bring home. Yes, I'm fine. If all went well, he'd finally be able to prove to Deimos that he wasn't weak. That he could kill something and be useful.
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BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
