Close Your Eyes

At last, the creature would make his way Westward to see what lands would be prime for the taking. His first stop, a vast plain full of plant life that reached skyward, the male choosing a path that wouldn't hide him so much. The scents of others lingering here were strong, lip curling at the thought of potentially driving them out for this place was rich with prey scent too. Maybe this would be added to his territory within the season, though for now he was merely scouting out the best possible places. Night had fallen of course, so through the cover of it he moved. Ghostly form winded in and out of the grasses, the night empty of sound so far. The distant sound of thunder would be heard, the male pausing in his investigation to listen. The sky was clear, so it couldn't be coming from the sky...

It was then that the rumbling grew louder, amber eyes scanned the terrain as the ground beneath him shook. As he glanced up, he would see a herd of deer coming towards him and for a split moment he feared they would trample over him. Ripping his feet off the ground, he darted off to the left and flattened his body to the ground, the herd rushing past and leaping over him though he received a few clips upon his back from their hooves. With a growl of pain and displeasure, he waited for the herd to pass before getting up, amber gaze staring in the direction from which the herd came. Someone or something had scared them off, and he would find out who.

Stalking through the grass once more, he followed the frightened scents of the fleeing deer from where they came, he searched the plain for the culprit. By the light of the moon, he would find them, or rather, a her. A dark figure met him in the shadows, a doe carcass within her grasp as she dug into the the prey. Narrowing his eyes, he approached the demoness, the brute stopping mere feet from her. "Enjoying your meal while others are nearly stampeded to death?" His voice was unkind, so this was the one to blame.