Like The Tide Beating Hearts Rise But Never Die
06-04-2013, 05:13 PM
The hyena had no fear of wolves, these prattling creatures meant little to nothing to the Savannah native creature. Her nostrils would flare, her thick and heavy muscles would ripple with unbridled power. She tipped the smaller scale standing at a 33 inch mark, but her build was made for taking down creatures much larger than herself. Compact muscle that made a distinct impact when it collided solidly with another source. Elongated ears would twitch, her skull careening from side to side before she sneezed. She wasn't one to be underestimated. Onyx eyes would peer out from her skull starring at the world around her with every self-assured step. Her thin, nearly hairless tail swung like a pendulum behind her as she entered this battlefield of death and decay her nostrils would greedily draw in the scent of blood... God she was hungry, she was getting sick of rabbit, perhaps she might find some corpse of a dead wolf to scavenge, it wasn't cannibalistic if you were of a different species. A maniacal grin would swipe the length of her maw as thick pads treaded the earth. Obsidian eyes would fall of the emaciated form of the tiny male before her, he hadn't seemed to notice her yet. He looked about as frightened as a rabbit, tail tucked so far between his thighs that she could have mistaken it for his underbelly had she not been paying attention. he was emaciated, horribly so, an exaggerated snort would escape her onyx nose. Why couldn't she been blessed without emotion? Guilt was so God damned troublesome. "What are you doing here all by yourself kid?" Her voice was deep, a rumbling baritone as she slowly began her trek towards him. "speeeeech" |