101 Vultures
01-03-2016, 02:44 PM
The vultures swarmed overhead, silently waiting in the wings for her to abandon her hunger and the remains. She chewed happily through the muscle and sinew, her gut sucked in to the max. She paused, licking her lips as her ears flicked in reverse in time to hear, "Well, that was entertaining." Her eyes grew wide, her rear end moving first, bouncing up and away from the words that were so near. She found herself on the opposite side of the deer now, having managed a 180. Her isky bodice was crouched over the deer defensively and her eyes scanning the broad shouldered feline that stood tall over her. Massive paws and stout, thick legs held up an equally impressive body. Short rounded ears were tipped toward Costa who let loose an unhappy snarl. "Cat! Perhaps you would like to know that it is RUDE to sneak up on someone like that!" She stepped back, forcing herself to straighten up. There was no kidding herself, if the kitty wanted the deer, the kitty would get the deer. Not for the first time in her life she had to curse her size, so petite compared to most anymore. Seriously, babies were born bigger than her these days! She licked her lips, tasting the blood that still adorned her chin and cheeks. "So, is there a reason for your intrusion? If you want the deer you can have it, I'm not going to pick a fight over scrap meat." |
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