Fenrir gave him a moment then sprinted after him once again, this time pouncing on him from behind sending both of them to the ground. Quickly placing his weight on the doctor's back, settled and made himself comfortable for his meal.
"So different.... each death. you never truly know what cut of meat you're going to get until they look death into the face... " He slowly traced a dirty long revolting fingernail, twisted into a claw down the victim's back, ignoring the struggling of the meal. "And you smell..........." He took in a deep breath, savoring the moment, "Not wizard.... not vampire..... not human." He said finally, doing a double take down to the prey below him. He laughed a deep throaty growl of a chuckle and continued, "Oh this is too good!" He dove again, pinning the doctor to the ground and grabbing him by his curly hair, pulling him back so his ear rested against Fenrir's lips. He coarsely whispered, not asking but demanding to know, "What are you?"