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It was breathing heavily An ear was half torn away I could see bone at the side of its face. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 48, Sentence #122)

I could scarcely follow their movements, so rapid they were, so swift and fierce was the tumult of their engagement. Then I saw the larger beast rear up from that loose, spattering tangle of fur and blood, its jaws on the throat of the smaller beast, and, itself rent, torn, and bloody, its flanks and shoulders red with the furrows of claw marks, it lifted the smaller body half from the ground, and shook it, and shook it, long after it was without life, repeatedly, meaninglessly, in the pointless, spasmodic frenzy of the kill. It then lay down, its scarlet-flowing jaws still clenched on the throat of the smaller beast, whose body now lay across its paws. It was breathing heavily An ear was half torn away I could see bone at the side of its face. It was looking toward me. I did not know if it saw me or not. I was lying on my belly, where I had fallen, near the center of that circle whose periphery had been recently trodden by two dangerous beasts. - (Smugglers of Gor)