gnawing at the wool over my eyes.

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As of late, it had become apparent what triggered the happiness of this young pup. Not the playful bounding most would be intrigued in at his age. He cared not for the enjoyments of what happened outside of their home.

No.

Voorhees found himself fascinated with death. Unknown to Krueger, who normally ventured out alone, he would stalk behind. Keeping distance in watch of the nightmare’s journey. The variety of screams, screeches, and such always causing his ears to perk. For a desire he would learn through time was sparked within him.

Even now, as his brother wrestled with a very wild and fluffy rodent, he kept his sights glued on the scene. A thought casting a shadow over all else in wonder. Curious of what Krueger do next.

Licking his lips. Saliva having pulled at the edges. He stepped from his place of hiding. Time surely making this pup stocky with as much as he ate. Both mother’s milk and whatever regurgitated meal’s that we’re provided. ”Too bad.”
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Voorhees only shrugged. Eyeing the carnage his brother began. The slow reveal of what lay beneath a coat of brown. Even so, he found himself circling until he could better see. ”You interest me…” It was all he spoke. Staring unblinking at the mess soon to come. For a moment, the visual itself became something else.

He saw himself larger. Healthier. Another wolf at his paws and bleeding from torn wounds littered over its body. Throat opened and exposed for his mother to see.

A growl escaping, he shifted to the head. Observing how the eyes no longer showed a sign of life. A sickening angle it rested in. Such fascination flashed across his features. Not once giving Krueger a glance as he placed a single paw on the skull. ”I want it…” Such hunger filled the psycho. His need to decapitate and take as his own, Voorhees wrapped his jaws around the throat. Biting down with a viscous shake of his skull. It wasn’t enough though. He couldn’t get either to separate from the other and to this he finally looked to the nightmare.
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The fun had begun. Their noise of feral happiness with each tug. Stretching the squirrel further apart.

Voorhees wanted.. no… needed the skull. He wished to wear it. Just as he had done with plenty of the past animals he’d happily taken. Their lives forever lost to his fangs.

Now, here he was, inquiring the other end in a harsh pull. The game no longer a play for him. But a full blown determination to get what was now his.

Another sound, deadly and viscous, broke through his mouth. Saliva pooling just at the ends. Drenching the fur and darkening the brown coat of the rodent.

He heard it. Ears pulling. It was finally happening. But… not where he wished it to be. The middle has begun to tear. The insides slipping away and falling in heaps between them. How small they were. Barely enough to feed their mother. Such a disappointment.

Either way, the psychopath continued to pull. It’ll be all over soon and he’ll have what he’d been waiting for.
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Voorhees heard it. Felt the weight of their toy giving under the pressure of each tug. Flesh ripping. Exposing everything inside. Which hit the ground with a loud plop! Such sweet music to him. Though, it did not lead to what he truly wanted. He only ended up with half of the carcass. Not the skull itself. ”I wanted that skull…”

His face morphed into disgust. A greedy expression of need shadowing over such feeling. ”There are plenty more to find. Let’s go.” The psychopath didn’t wait long. Turning away from his brother to find their next pending victim. He’d get a skull. Sooner than later.
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 Voorhees seemed only disappointed at the prospect of not only getting the skull. Krueger dropped the rest of the body and looked down at it for a moment, tilting his head. If he left it here, wouldn't the skin roll off in curls and decay into the ground? It'd be free one day. But it doesn't seem to occur to the other, because his brother is already off, declaring their next adventure. His lips pulled into a grin once more. The thrill of the hunt always refreshing those feelings he felt when he closed his mouth around their jugulars. The nightmares trailed after him, giving another glance at what could only be described as "pulled squirrel." "I will get you a better one this time." He assured the other, picking up his paws in a trot, joining near Voorhees' shoulder.

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