Cleansing the Plague

Greed · 07-15-2018, 12:55 AM

He had decided to come hunting this way, and at the moment he was busy chasing a young buck. He had been on its trail for some time, and he was hot on its heels. He wanted to bring something back that was worth the excuse for being gone for a couple days. He had left Acapella in the company of the others so he could go out and hunt, and he was so close to bringing this prize home! Jaws parted as he came close to the bucks heels, ready to deal the blow that would trip the animal up. Paws pounded the earth as he ran after it, and just as he was about to lunge, he heard a voice nearby. It was quite loud, and it distracted him enough to where he turned his head in its direction. Just as he did so, the buck abruptly turned, and in Greed's momentary distraction, he crashed full force into a tree.

The breath was knocked out of him for several moments, his head pounding as he tried to untangle his limbs from one another. By the time he managed to get his bearings, he saw the buck disappear into the trees. Cursing, he waited a few moments for his daze to go away so that he could see straight again. And once he was recovered, he decided he would seek out the one that had cost him his prey. He was in no mood for pleasantries, much less when whoever it was had been so goddamn loud that he had gotten distracted. Who the hell was out here yelling so loud anyway? Well, he was about to find out.

He moved in the direction he had heard the voice from, fur bristling as he wore a snarl on his face. Cold blue eyes glittered with anger, and soon, he came upon a younger female. He didn't recognize her, but by scent he could tell that she was a loner as well. "Do you know what the fuck you just cost me!?" He roared, his anger apparent as he stopped a few yards from her. It was apparent that she too, was angry. Perfect. He needed a good fight.

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