The solitary cell of the jail was a great place to think, a nice quiet place to dwell on the past as well as the future ahead. Doing just that was a twenty-five year old hybrid, a small smirk was visible on her bear-like a muzzle. Her sleek muscles flexed as she stood up, her bear-like ears perked forward, she could hear the guard just through the door on the other side of the iron bars. Her wolf-like tail swung back and forth as she begins to pace, the sound of the guards was getting closer with every second. Soon she'd be released from this cell and sent back into the real world after five years of being alone...
Time Skip to three days later...
The sweet burning taste of alcohol made Y/N relax as she watched the carnivore strippers dance in their skimpy clothes. All around her men and women were either drunk or high, but yet for some reason she was on high alert. The thought of potential prey kept her senses ablaze, the alcohol only helping to soothe the thirst for something thicker and sweeter. The sudden scent of a female herbivore invaded her nostrils and she looked to the stage in awe at the sight. A female okapi who went by the name Cosmo stepped out on the stage causing growls and whooping from the patrons of the club, Y/N emitting a low growl herself at the sight as she shifted in her seat in excitment. The red high heel boots and matching lingerie she had on caused another growl to erupt from the young hybrid as her stomach growled in unison. Taking another sip of her alcohol Y/N stands to her feet, E/C eyes glazed over in lust and carnal urge for blood. Taking a step forward towards the stage where Cosmo danced sensually on the pole Y/N bumps into someone. "Hey, watch it!" The person says turning to face her, the female hybrid slowly lifts a clawed hand. "No, you watch it!" Y/N says in a voice barely above a whisper as she swiftly brings her claws down in a lustful rage upon the poor unfortunate soul. The sweet smell of blood filled the air as she stood there, her claws now covered in the sweet and salty tasting life essence. Her long wolf-like tongue darted out of her mouth to lick her lips as sheet stood there. Y/N watched in amusement as the carnivore before her stumbled backward clutching on to his now bleeding face.
The other patrons of the club stopped their chatting and mingling about to look at the two. The male lion in front of her growled something that she didn't care to hear as the sound of whispering gets louder as she takes a step forward. "You'll make a fine rug, cat!" Y/N growls as she licks her lips again and lunges forward. The male lion blocks the attack from his upper body, but that's not where she was aiming. She goes right for the kneecaps and slams her own knees into his. He lets out a roar of agony, she only grunts in slight discomfort as she does it again. The smell of blood seems to grow as does the growling and snarling from the other carnivores around. The poor lion tries to hit or scratch Y/N but she grabs his arm, getting tired of trying to bust his kneecaps open, she twists his arm backward. The sound of the bones snapping makes her tail twitch in delight as do the beautiful cries of agony from her prey as she does the same to the other arm.
When she finally lets him go his body drops to the floor with a thud as she stands back to look at her handy work. The lion had passed out due to all the pain and he was still breathing but that wasn't good enough for her. Cosmo watched in horror as the female hybrid on the dance floor tore open the lion's throat. Throwing the chunk of flesh Y/N then let out a howl. The scent of blood and that hollow-sounding howl seemed to grab everyone's attention, even the carnivore strippers. A million thoughts ran through the poor herbivores mind as the murder stood up and looked directly at her, the herbivore stood there like a statue as the hybrid approached the stage.
No one noticed as she approached her, they all wanted the meat, they all craved the raw and bloody flesh of the fallen carnivore. They began to squabble and fight, soon another person had been hurt, enough to bleed. Just like a moth to a flame the others were upon the injured woman. Y/N with a wide toothy grin on her face winked at the herbivore, and just like that the girl before her ran off behind stage stumbling in the process. For a split second the young herbivore caught sight of the herbivore's bare cunt as she fell trying to get backstage. "It ain't no use chasing a dead doe anyway..." Y/N said sighing to herself and turned away. She watched for a bit as the other carnivores ripped each other apart before walking out of the club into the crispy cold night. It was Rexmas eve and a lot of people were milling about, none paid her any mind as she walked past them, even though she had the blood of another carnivore on her.
Meanwhile back at the club...
It was a bloodbath as one carnivore after another started attacking each other. Disregarding the turf wars never before had this happened in the history of the black market. A carnivore attacking another carnivore and then eating them, but it was happening right now. The panda known as Gohin watched in shock and disgust as his fellow carnivores attacked each other. He watched as two male lions ganged up on a female wolf and attack her. The blood that covered the dance floor almost made him slip as he rushed to try to cease the fighting...
{Now back to our main concern. Me. Oh, not that? Okay}
YN practically skipped with joy, relishing in the fact of how easy it was to get away with things in the black market. The smell of freshly cooked meat did little to soothe her hunger as the stands were giving out free samples. There was a variety of different meats, but carnivores weren't one of them. She was disappointed but decided to go to one that caught her eye. It was a simple-looking shop and it seemed no one was around at the moment, besides the shop owner of course. The shop owner was a male lion much like the one she had killed earlier. He looked at the blood on her shirt and shrugged. "You must've gotten into a fight, and I assume you won? I mean, of course, you did, considering how big you are." The lion said with a toothy grin, it took everything in her body not to bash this man's skull in. She hated being called big, for her parents always used to complain about how big she was getting when she was younger. That and they always use to call her a "huge whore," even though at that time she hadn't had sex at all.
That was in the past and yet that nagged her to no end. "Yes I was in a fight and of course I won." Y/N said with a fake smile as the shop owner stared at her strangely. "Well, you deserve a victory feast! Considering how big you look I assume some raw ham and melons would be to your liking?" The shop owner asked as he pulled out samples of the meat. "Yes, raw ham and melons would be just fine." She said smiling through gritted teeth.
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