Whisper

The silver priestess enterd the area without fear, having know the humans and most of the pets were gone. Though of course some still stayed, she would worry about them whent he time came. Her first stop was the chicken coop. She knew exactly wheer it wwas from the first attack. She ran towards the wires, jaws snapping around it as she pulled, breaking it in half. She watch the chickens for a moment before, she attacked. Jaws snapped at the first bird she saw, hoping to grasp it's neck and kill it.

*Chicken*

A chicken was near Whisper, and the wolf missed the chickens' neck, but instead got the left wing. Feathers flew everywhere as the chicken clucked franticly, but it was no use. The chicken was hopping, but with its' wing still locked in the jaws of Whisper. The impact was hard between wing and teeth, and another quick bite would kill it...

Whisper

Easily her jaws tightned, knwoing more preesure on such a small creature would do the trick. Then she dropped it, hopeing to another, jaws snapping again where she had seen the neck.

Chicken

The chicken clucked loudly again, but the intense pressure on the wing quieted it. The chicken tried to get out of the wolfs' reach, but the wolf was to quick- the wolf had successfully placed their jaws, and the chicken turned limp, dangling from the grasp.

Whisper

Two down with dozens to spare. The wolfess held a grin on her features. Her jaws released her last piece of meat, again lundging for another chicken. Jaws snapped just as they had before, hopefully grasping the windpipe and killing the animal.

*Chicken*

The chicken was taken by surprise. The wolf was successful with the aim and managed to lock on the bak=ck of the neck, cutting off the oxygen and killing the chicken in an instant.

Whisper

The bruja again took aim, snapping at a chicken, before doing the same. She repeating this 5 times, aiming for all different chickens, not checking to see if her past victoms had been a success. But now she paused to view it, to see how many had been sentenced to their last breathe.

*Chickens*

The wolf managed to kill 3 of the chickens. They each took their last breath before falling limp on the hard ground.

Whisper

The duchess stopped her attacks with the death of these three chickens. A snicker was released from her clamped mug before she snatched one of her meals off the earth. She would return to the sheep and attempt to aim her faimly and their... 'friends.' Quickly the fae took off, meal in jaws, heading fro the sheep pasture.