stone deer
yaeume
01-19-2022, 10:21 PM
Through his intent watching of the deer as it grazed through the torrential downpour, the male still managed to pick up a voice from behind him. Cold moss eyes still cautious of the herbivore in his sights, he briefly glanced at the woman he hadn’t yet met formally. She had the scent of the band on her, and clearly of koi heritage with mottled fur of various pinks and reds. She was also much taller and bulkier, which would work well for tag-teaming on a larger deer. Not that he wasn’t capable on his own, but it’d be foolish to expend so much energy wrangling a deer by himself when he could work with a band member. Even if he wasn’t particularly social nor approachable in his mannerisms. He remained neutral, voice monotonous but low so as to not spook the deer as he replied to her, "Wouldn’t mind some help. I can try and corner it in those bushes, and then we can strike it down from there." He nodded towards a large pile of shadowy brush beneath the trees, a decent place to trap a deer for an imminent attack. If this woman agreed to his plan, he’d crouch and loom closer towards the deer. If she was ready herself, he’d race out of his spot and chase the prey animal towards the brush, giving a wide berth as he managed to get it closer to the targeted spot but giving his fellow band member a chance to strike at it and corner it too. |
wishing there was something left to lose
this could be the day i die for you—