DACE
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I could hear my grunts, my growls leaking off me with every pant. The feeling of the dirt beneath my paws, the vibration of the earth, the cold wind, and the heavy tightness of it as it warped around me at speed. The bloodlust was indescribable and consumed me to the point of madness.
Fueling my very power, my mind, my thoughts. The need to kill, to destroy, and wreck havoc, to rip and to eat.
