I Tried To Scream
Iscariot - Predator Fight
Sloan
Beginner Fighter (0)
Intermediate Intellectual (30)
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
0
0
player
Bunni Somnium
Bunni Somnium
04-23-2024, 08:39 AM
timeline: post meeting kaino at the polar sound, the syndicate's territory border, roughly a day or so after.
1/3 - Fight Large Predator (Walrus)
Tracking northeast from Syndicate's border, Sloan made her way along the frosty coastline. With winter looming over her shoulder, she needed something to keep her belly warm and full. Until she was accepted into the ranks with her brother, she would need to find her own food. Which, if she were being honest, fucking sucked. Hunt her own animals? Ugh, yuck. Getting dirty was tiring and made for a lot of work afterward to get her coat back into order. Sloan notices how the beach here has been picked clean. Where she thought cold water clams and mussels would be, there is nothing but discarded shells and broken rocks. What she thought would be an easy meal would now prove difficult. The growl of her stomach urges her forward, farther up the coast until a rumbling bellow stops her in her tracks. Looking up from the rocky shore, her olive green eyes widen slightly at the sight of the beast ahead of her. A mustache full of thick whiskers and tusks that nearly reach the ground. Taking a step back, Sloan wants to avoid the walrus, avoid getting into an altercation with him. No thank you, sir! She thinks to herself as she tries to keep a wide berth, but her luck has run out. As she gets just around the north side of the walrus, the beast turns, another bellow shaking her paws and the ground beneath them. Why was the fucker being so grumpy? Beginning to waddle his way toward her with a look in his beady eyes that truly meant business. Glancing around, she notices the small, white harbor seal that is near death, blood strewn across the rocks. Ah, that had been the smell hiding beneath the musk of the predator. Had she gotten to close to his kill? Or was he that desperate for something good to eat? Knowing she's being back into a corner, there would be no running from the walrus now. Turning on the blubbering blob, she lowers her head, lifting her lips to show pearly whites as her ears flatten backward. "You'll regret this, asshole," she growls before pushing off toward the walrus. As he moves to swing his tusks at her, lifting up his heavy form as a barricade, she leaps. Legs outstretched, grappling his face, teeth seeking to dig and mar any sensitive spot on his ugly mug. |
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