Ah, that's a very good question dear morsel. There are many moments to savor, especially when they're someone else's last! It depends on the circumstances as well as the method of consumption, while some individuals may go out in a more pleasing part of me, most tend to go the way most meals do sliding down my throat. If they are of any particular size, than perhaps I can state that as the most pleasing as the feeling can be divine, only equally rivaled by the weight they add once they fill out the confnes of my stomach. Other times they may be too big to go down whole, and the taste they give can be delectable too even when you have to get bloody in the consumption. Than there's the fleeting reminscence before going about as always shortly forgetting them, maybe a skull survives digestion and can be added as a trophy or merely crushed underpaw to show that they were never meant to be anything else but eaten and forgotten. All these are very good answers to this question, but the one thing I always come back to is the thrill of the hunt. Nothing is more satisfying than chasing after someone who knows they cannot escape yet try the hardest, adrenaline kicking through them and you can simply taste it and the fear on them. It's all so delectable~