The Unraveling - It Creeps
Morticia
Expert Hunter (205)
Beginner Healer (0)
age
3 Years
3 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
20
20
player
Beau-tifullyWritten
Beau-tifullyWritten
12-24-2024, 03:42 PM
Injuries, death, the smell of blood is in the air. The hunt is shifting from joy to survival. Her fangs tear through the limb, oozey liquid welling up from the beast with each chunk she takes out of it. Morticia snarls, her gaze narrowed as she tried to keep up with the beast and prevent it from getting too far ahead. She hates it, she hates this damned thing with everything she is worth. A wolf is killed, consumed, and Morticia swivels inward, toward the worm’s body. “Bad monster! The girl snarls. She seeks to lunge herself at the bulk of the worm with open jaws. All she can think is more damage to bring it down. Even after a wolf has been trampled she dares get in close; if it means bringing this beast down, so be it! …and maybe she’ll be able to take a claw when it's dead. Maybe. |