Something This Way Comes

Aslatiel · 05-05-2021, 01:28 PM

White and grey paws flew as though wings were attached. The slowly melting snow made the ground soggy and the roots of the willows made traversing the terrain treacherous. It was no problem for the cream and grey woman, however. She grew up here. She was used to this. Though the Armada hadn't officially claimed this land, they may as well have. The willows were basically a playground for pups. She and her brothers... As she ran, Asla gave her head a shake. She wouldn't think about that. She had a task to complete.

As the young woman thundered across the willows, her prey thundered even more loudly. A young buck flew along on spindly legs. It was thin and half starved and that was just find with the young Fatalis. She would take this deer out and leave more food for the other starving ungulates. They were all a little thin after the long winter. She was doing them a service by taking one of their number.

Food wasn't the only reason that she was hunting. Sure, she could eat, but really, Asla was angry. When she was angry, she liked to kill things. Simple as that. On the heels of the buck, the woman tried more than once to swipe a leg out from beneath it. One swipe, two, three... Four was her lucky number. Retractable cat claws slid out of their sheaths and slid into the flesh of one hind leg. That little bit of pressure was enough to make the deer falter. The deer and the wolf flew through the air and the world seemed to slow.

Crashing to the earth, the deer gave a squeal of pain. Rightly so. Aslatiel landed atop it, her teeth instantly sinking into its throat. Claws ripped into flesh, allowing her to hold tight and not be bucked off by the thrashing beast. Whipping her head back and forth, her teeth pulled flesh, rending large rivets in the bucks neck. Blood flowed and, after a time, the flailing ceased. Gods... Settling back, the cream and grey fae lay next to the dead body. Blood coated her face and chest. She could taste it heavily on her panting tongue. The woman's galactic eyes opened and only then did she see the form of the drinking man across the stream. Though she hadn't yet caught her breath, Aslatiel couldn't help but laugh. She rested her head back against the side of the deer, amusement clear on her scarred features. What an entrance, eh?

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