The Stars Are My Chandelier
06-23-2014, 06:59 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-23-2014, 07:00 PM by Misha.)
She would quickly drop down to the white snow, her body crouching low as she would sneak her way to a small fawn, it's mother getting distracted and trailing off away from it's young. Misha would sneak up behind the small fawn, taking a soft whiff of the air. The scent of a female young engulfed her nostrils, the owner to the scent just a few feet in front of her. Misha would let out a quick snarl before she would pounce, bringing the small deer to the ground. She would hold it down and quickly snap it's small neck easily, crimson blood staining the tip of her ivory fangs. She would quickly stand up and lift her crown into the air, opening her maw and singing out a song into the wintery night. She was calling for Chrono, an old friend of her's. Hopefully he was better now. Misha would finish and take a deep breath, the scent of blood flowing into her nostrils once again. And, this kill, it was for him as well, for she owed him one. {OOC; I suck at starting threads.} |