ardent

wash away my memories

idunn / hunting



Celeste

Somnium

Master Intellectual (375)

Master Hunter (370)

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age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Small
build
Light
posts
297
player
ghostliem

Samhain 2022Statue 2 WorshipDouble MasterThe Ooze Participant
01-19-2022, 10:50 AM


Silently thankful the other female was as determined as herself, Celeste allowed herself to focus on the hunt ahead of them. As her teeth pricked into the skin of the Pronghorn, she easily kept pace with the larger animal. All senses were keen on the prey as she listened to her heart thrum in step with her paws. From the side, she noticed the other girl move up toward the front of the animal and latch onto its shoulder. Satisfied with that, Celeste took the opportunity while the animal was distracted.

Now that those long horns were directed toward her, she stepped up to leap at the animal. Quickly latching on to the Pronghorn's thigh, she bit down deep until her teeth were lodged securely and blood was blossoming into her mouth. While it was warm and sticky to the touch, the animal insisted on trying to live. Nearly being dragged as she tried to keep up, Celeste shook her head a few times in an attempt to sever an artery or anything vital that would also lame this leg. Surely, the animal wouldn't be able to keep going with two legs being rendered unusable.

Slowly, the Pronghorn began to slow until the groans emitted from its mouth were guttural and struggling for breath. The rest of its herd was long gone by this point. Releasing herself to reposition, Celeste took the chance to move farther up the side of the animal and aim for its neck. Now that it began to hobble and desperately flee, it would be easier to kill it. Her mouth soon found purchase at the base of its throat where her teeth easily punctured through the tender skin. Clamping down hard, she could feel its last breaths pulled raggedly through its lungs before it stopped and began to fall down.

Satisfied, Celeste released herself once more as the Pronghorn fell to the grass below them. Standing back to survey their kill, she smirked with bloodied lips toward the other girl. "Not too bad," she murmured as her own breath recollected itself and the adrenaline began to subside.


3/3 hunting