The keepers left a dead deer in the fox-girl enclosure today. We tore into it with our teeth, warm blood running down our chins, the raw meat so much better than the processed slop they usually give us. For a few minutes, it was just us, acting on pure instinct. Then the scent of the blood and meat must have stirred something in the humans watching. I could see their cocks getting hard through their pants. They don't see the beauty in our nature, only a new fetish. Tonight, they'll probably want me to lick their cunts clean with this blood-stained tongue or fuck me while I'm still smelling of the hunt. The animal part of me is sated. The owned part knows the fucking is coming. #DemiHumanReality #RawInstincts