Chicken, Chicken, Chicken
07-05-2013, 08:20 AM
There was a strange creature crawling around the dirt, just a few yards away from the dame. Standing at 36' in height she was large, not to mention have a strong muscle build. A small bird such as that would be nothing, not to mention that it looked so stupid specially with those things on its head. Vahva's crimson orbs looked at the bird with an bored expression as she sighed. It flapped its wings moving about in a clumsy manner. The girl had no reason to crouch as she pounced on the chicken it flew up but she managed to grasp its legs and slammed it into the barren rock. The Chicken died quickly enough as she dug her teeth into the meal. It wasn't too bad either. It gave her hunger a break too, that was what was most important. The new Valhallan wolf had enough to worry about without having to be hungry. Not when she had big plans for herself, and wanted to go through the trouble of keeping them a slight secret from her family. While still loyal to Valhalla, and no ill will was bent towards them, Vahva had her own plan to create her family, the way she wished. She pushed the thought away as she started to finish her meal, licking her lips afterwards. She shook her blue mane on the top of her head and looked around, this place really was quiet. If she hadn't known better it'd be a place to die even though it was right near Valhalla. Vahva could feel eyes watching her at that moment sending a shiver down her spine. Caesar would be somewhere nearby, following her, until she died. That thought made her slightly regret her decision, but she had told the male he could have her corpse. It wasn't like anything else was going to happen to it was there? She sighed and shook her head. Too many things, too many things. Speech, |