Within a flash, I grabbed the massive bear by the throat as its paws raked across my arms, sending trickles of blood beading upon my arms. I quickly bared my teeth and sank them fiercely into the thick folds of the great beast's neck. I love it when breakfast gets feisty.
Within seconds, rich, gamey blood rushed down my throat, promising to quench my unending thirst, giving me life. The delicious substance quenched my thirst nicely, as the great beast thrashed its paws futilely into the air. Then, its life force began to slip away as it slowly lost consciousness with one last whimper. Once it was drained and its eyes fixed, I laid it gently upon the ground. Too bad I couldn't take the carcass home and donate the meat to a homeless shelter. But, then again, someone might question it if I
