"kaa...!" A squeaky cry came from the beast, although one might imagine how it could possibly be making a sound with it's jaw firmly latched onto it's prey.

"...pi!" Another strained, hoarse, squeaky cry for help, and the identity of the victim became a little clearer as the beast lifted its head, sensing a sneaky visitor. It held by the throat in its jaws, a Pikachu. Still alive, but not in good condition.

There was a twinkle of mischievousness in those red eyes as it looked at Shiek peering around the edge, then crunched on the Pikachu's throat a little tighter. The rodent weakly squirmed and struggled to breathe.