MONSTER AND DEMON ARE JUST SYNONYMS FOR ME
12-09-2013, 07:03 PM
The beast was loving her new home, all the trees were perfect and did a wondrous job of hiding her from her prey. Sometimes it took her quite some time to reach the tops of the redwood trees, but it was usually only after she had eaten and she was only having a nap. Oh how she loved the trees, they were so large, and gave her a vantage point to survey her territory. Yes, all of it, was hers. A sigh escaped her lips, relaxed and yet still alert as she watched for prey. A white tailed deer would do just fine for now, and she could cache it in a tree when she was done. However, a deer was not what she saw. Instead it was an elk that caught her attention. A purr of greed escaped her maw, and the tawny monster began to leap from branch to branch, lower and lower, until she could leap onto the ungulate's back when it walked by. And walk by it did, completely unaware of the bloodthirsty demon that was about to be the source of it's demise. A scream erupted from her maw as she leapt, massive front paws outstretched as she latched onto the shoulders of the creature as it sprinted forwards. Laughter of the darkest kind spewed from her jaws as she rode the beast, all the while tearing it apart from her place on it's back. Now it bucked, rearing it's thick skull back to try and gore her with it's horns. A gouge wound up on her forehead, infuriating her. How dare this inferior, non sentient being draw the blood of a noble creature such as herself? A snarl ripped through the air, and the terror of the trees ended it all with a massive bite to the side of the large deer's neck, ripping open it's flesh to let hot sanguine wine pour from the tear until finally there was a stumble, and the beast leapt away to watch her prey fall. Dark lips would split to reveal massive ivory fangs as a twisted grin played at her severe, feminine features while she watched the creature die. She loved death so much, it was so wondrous to watch the light fade from the being's eyes and the last breath shudder from it's lungs, and then all was silent, still. This was the case with the elk, and great bull she had so passionately hunted down and killed by herself. Approaching the downed animal, she gorged herself on it's steaming flesh, gulping down the meat she had rend from it's bones so easily, filling her stomach with the meal. Full of her kill, she abandoned the remains, kicking snow over it until it was almost invisible, and leaving it to freeze until she got hungry again. Whatever came next, whatever fate decided to throw at her, could be dealt with later. For now, the beast retired to a tall evergreen to take a nap and digest her food. Talk like this |