The Wendigo and the Devil but which one is which
Lurid
04-07-2023, 03:49 PM
Sounds of the red forest were normal for the most part tonight, he had grown used to the silence that hung over him like a cowl. That silence was interrupted though this night as he dined. Hellfire gaze set aflame in the light watched her even as he tore into the small meal. His nose was buried in the now cavernous gut of his meal, so he didn't smell her as she came into view but that didn't mean his ears didn't work. His ears were pressed forward and his eyes were locked on her amethyst ones as she dared to come closer. He was not one to have table manners so as she spoke he lifted his head, pieces of his meal clinging onto his blood drenched muzzle. The monster he was would lift now, she had stepped into his home. His bulk would move on massive paws exiting his den, maneuvering with head lowered and tail twitching. Eyes almost unblinking would stay locked on her form. He hunched his shoulders forward like the monster he was, allowing her to see every ounce of his forty-five inch muscled body. She would see the Wendigo others had feared if she was wanting it. Deep rumbling vocals would answer her clearly. "The heroes that come to slay the Wendigo always taste the best." He would stop where he was almost face to face with the woman, watching her for fear, or realization of what she had stumbled upon. "So tell me, are you a hero?..... Or perhaps a thief....."His nose now that he was so close caught that scent. She was indeed one of the thieves, the border scent on the wind was mixed with her and another. His glowing eyes were hard and face stoic, making him hard to read, but he was not going to throw caution to the wind just because she had decided to not just attack him for having his lupine meal. Walk, "Talk", Think |
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