"Look me in the eyes, tell me what you see"
-- As she was batting around her victim she heard two sets of paws come up, but she was so warped up in the sounds of him in pain or the way Mute flinched, her claws drenching with blood, that she paid no attention to them, only briefly heard their suggestions. Broken took a second to think about it, cutting of his tongue? That did sound like a nice idea, but her thoughts were interrupted by a surge of electricity from her victim, fuck! At the jolt she clamped down on one of mutes front legs, clamping her jaws together and snapping her head upwards, her goals to dislocate it she loved the taste of blood on her tongue and dug her teeth in harder, next she decided, she'd bring out some tools to make this torture a little more interesting.