for the Hyaena queen

Hyaenadon, mighty striped beast, killer in the night. In sheer spectacle, I gaze upon your lovely black hide, your striped back, your keen visage. You are a poetry of fang and sinew, tooth and madness. Lovely, your tail lashes back and forth, your hot breath at my neck, your tongue wresting forth from your mouth, agape and smelling of blood. Queen, empress, your savage penis entering me.