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”Take her there, take her there! Sephiran could hear his falcon screeching above him, directing him towards the labyrinth of mines he knew Aresenn had gone to investigate earlier. ”He will be so happy, yes yes!” For some reason the bird had taken a liking to him, choosing to follow him around or perch on his back until he provided it with a chore. ”Happy, happy, happy!” But at times, he found it to be quite annoying, especially with the current task at hand. He was ready to play with this toy. A huff left his jaws, followed by a low, ominous rumble that continuously resonated inside of his chest. He was starting to feel fatigued, irritated by the increased resistance from the snow piled up on the ground. Dragging a limp body through the snow alone wasn’t easy. Especially when it was the body of an incapacitated girl, whose flesh was still warm to the touch and begging to be ravaged.

He didn’t wonder if Aresenn would be happy about the gift he had caught for them. He had already made his own deluded assumption that Arsenn would enjoy the contest he was going to present to them, given they had partaken in blood sportage together many times over. He imagined the former pirate would be thrilled, seeing that this time there was a prize unlike any other at the end of this fictitious game he had fabricated for them. The thought brought out a spout of unhinged laughter, which was muffled by the bundle of fur in his maw as he dragged the girl through the snow by her scruff.

”We're here! Here!” He felt the talons of the falcon grip his lower back, having perched itself instead of flying into the entrance of the mines. With one final tug Sephiran thrust the girl inside, watching as her body rolled a foot or so until she hit the base of the track that led into the labyrinth. His head tipped back and he released a summon for his dearest friend accomplice, who would be so delighted to partake in the event he had planned for them. Or so he believed.

"Speech"

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It had taken some time, but with the remedy Sephiran had offered him, his sickness was finally easing up. Though, the damn cough still lingered at inopportune moments. He thought it would have been in his best interest to rest as long as he could tolerate it. But out of sheer boredom, he couldn’t stop himself from wandering through neighboring territories. Even still, he often found himself returning to the shelter of the mines. Not necessarily because it was by far that inviting … it kept him close to her. Close enough that if he needed to see her or check on her, he could without too much time spent traveling in his fatigued state.

On this particular day, he could still hear the pulse rushing in his ears leftover from his rather irritating encounter with the prey-like girl. While his walk back to the mines did help calm his mind a bit, the intense feelings of annoyance hadn’t fully released the grasp over his consciousness. His head pounded with an exhale of the cough that refused to leave him as he stumbled into the shelter to dig for any of the herbs that might be leftover- at least there was enough for an additional dose. Just as he had gotten the bitter plant matter down his gullet, a familiar voice echoed through the cavern. Craning his neck around, he made his way back toward the entrance. However, when he got to the natural light of the tunnel’s entrance, it was there he came to an immediate stop.

Sephiran- and Sephiran’s new pet- stood posted up at the opening with a limp form lying on the ground before him. Initially, he thought it was prey. But the longer he stood staring, it suddenly became clear to him that it wasn’t a prey animal at all. “What … is that?” Aresenn questioned the Saxe boy. Not shocked, or surprised. Not even disgusted. More curious than anything else.

"Aresenn Praetor"

Just as Sephiran expected him to, Aresenn emerged from the darkness of the mines, licking his lips as if he had just ingested something. Sephiran didn’t notice the behavior, nor did he care to investigate it. He was too thrilled to show Aresenn their toy. As he came into the light his fiery gaze roved towards Sephiran initially, casting him a look of acknowledgment before falling down to the heap of fur at his feet. Sephiran’s lips contorted into a wide, perverse sneer, one that spread ear to ear and revealed the entirety of his fangs. What… is that? He could hardly contain his excitement as one of his paws rose to come down on the girls' side, causing her eyes to flutter open and a soft cry to escape her lips. Her eyes rolled back and closed once more, signifying she was pretty groggy but still alive. “I brought us something to play with.” Someone to play with. Only Sephiran didn’t view the girl as a being he shared similarities with. She was simply prey to be chased, mutilated, and killed. “She will be more awake soon,” He reclined onto his haunches beside her, one of his paws scooping her face up from the ground so Aresenn could get a better look at her. “And she will run.” She couldn’t have been much older than they were; a young girl swatched in a tapestry of earthen colors, emaciated and forgotten by the world. She was hideous to him.

He let her head roll out of his paw, watching it hit the ground with a thud which brought out another pained cry. Surely Aresenn had questions: where did he find the girl, why was she so lethargic,  and how did he drag her here without anyone noticing? Or, perhaps Aresenn didn’t care to know, and was just as ready to indulge in the game as he was. Either way, Sephiran wouldn’t brush over the minor details - they were minor to him anyway. All that mattered was the commencement of the game. “Let her run into the mines, get lost in the labyrinth,” The hair along his pelt was bristling, arousal simmering inside of his chest before it fanned down into his abdomen.  "And then we hunt her down.” He suddenly stood up, taking a few steps towards Aresenn. There was a manic spark in his eyes, one that gave insight into the blood-thirsty beast lurking just beneath the surface. “The first one to find her gets to tear her apart.” He turned to look back at her, but didn’t move away from Aresenn. “Though, if I find her first.” She was slowly starting to stir. “I’m going to fuck her before I kill her.” It was meant to ignite a competitive spark inside of Aresenn. “What do you say, Aresenn.” The girl was groaning now, trying to find enough strength to roll onto her belly. He stepped away then, moving to block off the mines' exit to give her only one option; stay and fight, or flee into the mines. “Do you want to play with me?” The rules were set, and the invitation was given.

Now all the pirate boy had to do was indulge.  

"Speech"

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*CAUTION. MATURE THREAD. TRIGGER WARNING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.*

At first, Aresenn maintained eye contact with the Saxe boy- refusing to acknowledge the unconscious individual in a heap on the ground. Though, eventually he gave into the desire to stare- his attention shifting to the scrap of fur that lay at the mercy of her captor. Sephiran explained that it would only be a matter of time before awaking, and assured him that she would run. Though, he was kind of surprised that Seph would allow that from her the way he carried on about his habits.

It didn’t require any prompting to get further of an explanation. She was going to be allowed to run- only to be hunted down again. The first thought to cross his mind was, who would come looking for this girl? He considered asking Sephiran, but then he quickly came to the conclusion that the other boy likely didn’t care. There was no plan- no pre-meditation. No safe guards in place that he was aware of- and that part made Aresenn a little uneasy. Though as he looked down as the meager thing- groaning in the pain of her condition. Something clicked in the back of his mind. The Praetor boy heard the distant echoes of something- his ears flicked as he struggled to make out the words. Though, he didn’t dare look away. The conscious decision was made to intentionally not think of her as anything more than the prey it was. The anticipation was there leftover from the individual he had encountered in the pines from earlier that day … she had looked like a wolf as well- but she was in fact not. He hadn’t understood the blood lust then. Though as Sephiran kept enticing him to play a game, he was certainly intrigued now. “Okay … I’ll give it a go.”

With a few moments of hesitance, Aresenn casually moved out of the immediate path towards the heart of the mines. He approached Seph’s side, though his attention remained on the prey. A growl emanated from the back of his mind that didn’t quite sound like his own. He twitched an ear, but didn’t allow his attention to wane. He wasn’t nearly as enticed as  Sephiran … though, there was no denying the desire to chase.

"Aresenn Praetor"

Sephiran found it a bit surprising that Aresenn was hesitant about the situation. Wasn’t he excited to play this game? He had gone through the trouble of finding her, drugging her, and dragging her through the snow to bring her here. It wasn’t going to be like chasing after a deer or getting attacked by another predator. There was a far grander prize at the end of this hunt, one they didn’t get to indulge in under natural instances. Didn’t he want to fuck her too?

Nonetheless, the Praetor boy obliged, finding his place at Sephiran’s side as the duo waited for the girl to escape her lethargy. He shot him a final glance, one that revealed the thoughts swarming behind those amethyst and emerald eyes. Why are you hesitating? Another groan from the girl brought his attention back to her, and he leaned forward on his heels, ready to engage. She finally found her feet, pulling herself up before stumbling back over. “P-please…” She murmured, bringing a paw up to her head that was pounding. “Don’t do this.” Sephiran’s head lowered to align with his shoulders, his pelt bristling around his nape and shoulders. “Flee into the mines,” She pulled herself up again, this time staying upright but swaying. “You will find remedies for your illness... we will guard the entrance for you.” The only reason Sephiran presented a lie was because it would heighten her fear when they did hunt her down… which would make it more fun for him.

The girl swayed for several moments, weighing her options. There was no way she could barge past them, which left her only one choice; flee into the mines. “T-thank you,” She murmured, unsure if the purple male was being truthful or not. But all she could do in this moment was hope he was being genuine. Turning on her heels, she stumbled along the tracks, using them to guide her deeper into the labyrinth. After a while, Sephiran tapped the ground a few times, emitting an echo into the cavern. An indication that the game has begun. He glanced at Aresenn a final time- don’t disappoint me - and signaled for his falcon to remain at the entrance to monitor for any newcomers. He then moved away from the mouth of the mines, vanishing out of sight and descending into the darkness.

"Speech"

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The confusion of his associate wasn’t lost on him. However, he wasn’t going to pretend that this was a normal game either. For now, he wouldn’t acknowledge Sephiran’s questioning glance, though he certainly could feel that dual-colored gaze burning into his side. He knows! He knows you’re a gutless coward! You can’t pretend anymore! The unfamiliar growls rattled his skull to its core. Aresenn flattened his ears against his head as he focused on the objective- amber gaze fixed to her feminine frame. She was beginning to stir. What are you going to do?! Nothing!! You can lie to everyone else, but you can’t lie to me! He could barely hear her pitiful voice over the rumbling inside. Was it the blood in his ears? Sephiran cooed back to her- he lied to her. Gave her false hope. Something to look forward to though she was vastly mistaken. She was the stupid one. Not him. Their victim took very little encouragement- so quick to believe what she was told by the stranger who blocked the path of the only true exit.

Through several tense breaths, Aresenn remained rigid in place. Not moving, barely blinking, and deadly silent as his mind raced. A mind that no longer felt like his own. The Praetor boy was keenly aware of the sudden taps of claw against stone. Salivating from the anticipation, as soon as he felt the shift of movement from Sephiran, he was already propelling himself forward. The initial tunnel into the depths of the cave system was like a shadowed gauntlet, he could hear his accomplice nearby- though as soon as the mine opened up into multiple branches, Aresenn stuck to the rightmost wall. He already planned how he could methodically clear each segment that their prey could possibly be hiding in. While it might not possibly be the fastest way to hunt their target, it would certainly be the most thorough. Worthless! Absolutely, fucking worthless! He couldn’t help but growl in unison with the roaring in his mind. He could hardly hear himself anymore, lost beneath an all-encompassing energy that he felt he couldn’t possibly contain.

"Aresenn Praetor"

Descending into the depths of the labyrinth, Sephiran decided to take the path to his left which separated him from Aresenn for now. He couldn’t rely on his sense of smell, given the caverns had a thick scent of moist rock, dirt, and coal. Instead, he used his sight and hearing to help guide him, walking slowly along the cavern wall and listening for any indication that he was heading in the right direction. Several minutes ago, he heard Arsenn’s growl off in the distance. But now it was almost silent in the cavern, aside from the sounds his body was making. The rushing of blood in his ears, the pounding of his heart. This hunt was exhilarating.

After what felt like nearly an hour, Sephiran finally heard the echo of his prey. Somewhere deeper in the mines, he could hear her panting as soft, feminine groans escaped her lips. She was likely experiencing pain, nausea, and fatigue, which weakened her to an extent but Sephiran didn’t care. Whether his quarry was able-bodied or ill and dying made no difference to him. All he cared about was the thrill of it all.

He hastened his pace, clacking his jaws together in unison with her groans before a spew of maniacal laughter resonated from inside of him. It echoed down the cavern, in which he heard her gasp and start running. “Little girl, little girl!” He crooned,  almost sing-song-like. “Run, run, run as fast as you can!” Another round of laughter came from him, and it was followed by a yipping sound that was similar to a howl. It was loud and drawn out, and meant to serve as a call to Aresenn.

I’m going to win.

Sephiran loped down the path until it merged into a clearing in the mines, where other tunnels also connected to this common ground. Just as he stepped into it, the girl came into view but so did something else - Aresenn. The former pirate also emerged into the cavern at the same time, but on the opposite side. Sephiran ’s head lowered, ears pinning back as his pelt bristled. A guttural snarl rippled from his throat, and he suddenly lept forward, sinking his fangs into the girl's right hind leg before backpedaling to drag her towards him. She screamed, trying to whip around and face him but given his momentum her legs buckled and she hit the ground, hard.

Hopefully, Aresenn would partake in a little game of tug-o-war.

"Speech"

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*CAUTION. MATURE THREAD. TRIGGER WARNING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.*

The hunt lasted longer than he had initially thought it would, giving him that much longer for the anticipation to fuel his drive. Moving through what could easily seem as an impossible network of caves and tunnels, Aresenn had fallen into an easy pace- nails clicking on stone in a steady rhythm as he searched. It was near silent, but the visceral growls audible only to him were near deafening. At some point, he had expected to hit a dead end that would force him to turn around and try a different branch. Though, the best he could tell in the pitch black, it seemed that the tunnel was gradually looping around in a significantly wide arc- where it was leading him, he had no idea. Though, as he crossed some sort of threshold into a more open space, the soft whines and echoes of panting caught his attention. He wasn't certain what had tipped their toy off, if merely the sound of quickly approaching footfalls. But at the same time the recognition struck him, he heard the mocking tone of Sephiran's voice- fully saturated in malicious intent.

It was followed by a call out- one that was readily answered. Aresenn pushed himself to a faster gait. And just as the tunnel he had been trailing opened back up into the heart of the mine system, his attention snapped to the rush of movement. The girl- with Sephiran in pursuit. Their toy seemed to try and veer wide in an attempt at escape, but in the end, her avoidance was all for naught. As the Praetor boy drew closer, Sephiran was the first one to make contact. She tried to turn around to defend herself, but the sudden weight of her assailant toppled her to the ground. In the moments leading up to his own impact, he watched her writhing beneath the purple brute. She took another shot in her own defense by trying to force her upper body back off the ground, but in doing so, it left her delicate throat unobstructed- a method of contact he made without any hesitation. Grabbing her by the flesh at the side of her neck, he forced her back to the ground. The blood that leaked in his mouth suddenly silenced the roaring in his mind- though it only lasted a second. He noticed her scream for the first time, but then the euphoric rumbling of his own inner demon began to drown it out. It was all he could hear, and was felt it in every fiber of his being.  FREEDOM.

-Exit via Fade-

"Aresenn Praetor"

The blood pooling in his jaws, the sinew in his teeth, the crunching of bone from the power of his jaws. It was exhilarating. Through the flesh in his mouth, Sephiran burst into maniacal laughter, which heightened in pitch when her body shifted from Aresenn’s assault. He had grabbed her somewhere, which sparked the innate impulse to pull her away from him. A snarl bubbled from his throat, knees bending and paws shifting to assume a more defensive posture. He pulled back again, which he assumed Aresenn would retaliate by doing the same.

Sephiran wouldn’t stop until there was a declared victor… or, in this case, until there was nothing left to fight over.

-fade out-


"Speech"

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