You're On Your Own Kid
Your obsidian feet kiss the earth in every step you place within its realm, boundless by means unknown, your once sure steps have fallen guildess in your time of fatigue. Although you have aged, your muscles are still prominent and useful, but in your tiredness, they strain and shake beneath the inky trench of your colouring. You are hungry you know, the bothersome dreadful pangs of hunger gurgling the gastronomic juices within the pit of your stomach. They are loud and only increase in volume as the scents of prey filter through pitch nostrils. The salmon muscle caged behind its ivory bars lolls forth, frothing saliva dripping in increments as you swipe it mindlessly against dark lips. The taste is driving you insane. In this estuary, you have fallen slave to its euphoria and promise of food. Like all primal beast, it is inescapable to shelve your instinct and so forth begins the hunt. Ruby irises scan the inventory with a detailed plan upon which body of choice you decide to pursue. Mulling over your options, your skills fair more with the aquatic as that has been your choice of prey since your youth -- duck is what will fulfill your needs.
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She hadn't been home for too long and yet she already found the Estuary irritating. Opposed to her birth place this place reeked of bird crap and the creatures were beginning to fray her nerves and enrage her. She was a temperamental creature and only more so because of her heat season. She could only hope and pray that the season wouldn't last for too much longer. The sensations and mood swings it brought were far from enjoyable and it only made her wrath for the birds worse. She'd taken to killing as many as she could when she was out on hunts. Ducks and geese, other than the feathers, were enjoyable food sources. Rabbits were always better in her opinion but there was a better abundance of the avian sort and the less she had to hear every day the happier she'd end up being in the end. Of course there was no earthly way she could wipe out all of them but at least she could kill off some. It at least made her feel a little bit better about it. Her stomach rumbled silently as she felt the beginning pang of hunger settle into her gut. her nose wrinkled at the idea of eating geese again but she shoved the thoughts from her mind. She supposed duck would make a better alternative for today so she headed towards a small pool to hunt them. What she didn't expect to smell was the scent of a complete stranger. So Faite poised at the opposite edge of the water source as she watched him wade through it before scaring the absolute hell out of the ducks. She'd been so enthralled with the larger wolf that she realized she was about to miss her chance. Like a rocket she sprung from her hiding place in the reeds as she chased after the tiny flock of birds. Hind legs coiled as she leaped into the air using her speed to vault her upwards. Jaws were agape as her teeth sought out the tail feathers of the nearest duck. Success! Her jaws clamped shut over the flying pest's tail and she crashed to the earth with it as it honked at her with wings beating at her face. The stranger was forgotten as she wrestled with the creature with a frightening growl escaping from her jowls. She raised a paw to flatten the creature to the ground and once she had it secured her maw snaked forward to its neck. With a swift jerk of her head she snapped its neck in a clean motion. Satisfied that it was now dead she realized that she still had company. She raised her head from her kill and eyed the darkened figure that was now a bit away from her as her chase after the bird had taken her a good bit away from the pond. She'd been lucky with the bird as it hadn't been able to gain enough altitude to escape her prying jaws. She wasn't interested in her bird though. Instead she focused on the dark loner that she hadn't ever seen before. |